now that high school is coming to an end, i’ve been reminiscing the past four years with friends. some days can be recalled with incredible detail, others forgotten as if they’d never happened.
all this talk of the past made me realize that even though i’m beyond excited to start the next chapter of my life in college, i’m also incredibly scared of what the future has in store for me. turning to the past for comfort is the way my mind has chosen in order to cope with this overwhelming time in my life.
the past is almost like a safety net; you can’t get hurt from it, you know what happens. no surprises. but the future? what’s that? what’s there? what good can possibly come from this mystery? i’m comfortable reliving the moments of laughter and fun with my friends in high school, the memories from my childhood of innocence and naivety; college is a whole different ball game.
i suppose this summer’s my transition time. being able to let go of that security blanket i like to call adolescence and jump into a world of possibilities. tomorrow is my last real day of high school. it’s the weirdest feeling to almost be done with a place that at one time seemed like the end of life itself; high school is a scary place when you’re looking at it through the eyes of an eighth grader. now, as a senior, it feels like home.
so i guess now it’s time to pack up and move out. my future’s got a vacancy and i need to be ready to fill it…but i’m bringing my past and my memories with me.