This whole semester I couldnt wait to finish... and now that I turned in my last paper I can't help but feel nostalgic.
Dont get me wrong, I am so proud of myself as I stated in a previous blog...
I can't even begin to grasp the idea that I really...am... done.
Maybe its the empty walls (after all the posters and pictures are down)
Maybe is the empty closet (all my clothes are packed)
Maybe is the empty room next door (my housemate left before me)
Or maybe is the idea that this will never be again... these 4 years. This chapter of my life is officially closed.
And then I can't help but smile.
I started the year happy.
I plan to welcome the new one the same way.
NYC.
Dont get me wrong, I am so proud of myself as I stated in a previous blog...
I can't even begin to grasp the idea that I really...am... done.
Maybe its the empty walls (after all the posters and pictures are down)
Maybe is the empty closet (all my clothes are packed)
Maybe is the empty room next door (my housemate left before me)
Or maybe is the idea that this will never be again... these 4 years. This chapter of my life is officially closed.
And then I can't help but smile.
I started the year happy.
I plan to welcome the new one the same way.
NYC.
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