Today was the last day of class. This can only mean that finals are just around the corner.
A week from today, I will be completely finished with my Freshman year of college.
Ten days from today, I will be home for the summer.
Ten minutes from now, I'll still be wishing that today was next week.
This afternoon I was cleaning up my desk; packing up the non-essentials, throwing away papers from last semester, putting my books into boxes, and all the while feeling like I was packing up to go home tomorrow. Talk about agonizing. I'm two grains of sanity away from jumping in my car and driving home tonight. And driving home tonight would mean leaving my worldly possessions behind, getting fined for leaving my worldly possessions behind, and leaving my college friends for the summer without saying goodbye.
I have a heart full of wunderlust and a schedule full of tests. How dreadfully ironic.
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