The College Life

As I sit in this crowded cafe at Brandeis University, I can't help but feeling overwhelmed. It's not so much the mass of people or the blaring music, but the idea that this is college and I'm only one year away from this amazing experience. Just a handful of months separate me and these productive members of society. My whole life, I've been comfortable and prepared for the next year of school but this is the end. The final step. Nothing but mystery lies before me and to be honest, I'm scared. I don't even know how to do laundry and society expects me to grow up in the next year. It astounds me how I'm supposed to turn in the comfort of the home nest for a pair of big boy wings and not even a gust of wind to aid me. Check that. I do have a light breeze and an excellent flight instructor to point me in the right direction. I don't know if you're reading this or if you ever will but I'd like to thank you for the opportunity of dipping my toes in the roaring riptide that is college and providing me with essential advise and encouragement every step of the way. You're the best big sister ever.