It's 4 p.m. and we've hit the afternoon slump, but while I slouch in my chair my mind is elsewhere, thinking of the year that just passed us by. It doesn't feel like the time to buy balloons, gather around a cake, nor the time to pack my backpack with pencils and notebooks, lace up my shoes and head to school in the frigid mornings only for the sun to peek out and make us sweat forty minutes later. Another rotation of the four seasons, of beginnings and endings, tests and weekends spent trying to relax but catching up on homework anyways, and I know I'm dramatizing this but I can't believe we're already here again. In this moment, I am still sitting, trying to stretch out the day before everything hits us all at once and I don't know why I'm so scared but I am. Sit with me and let's talk about it.
I hope you enjoyed this piece! It pretty much sums up my feelings about my seventeenth birthday (which was one day ago by the time you’re reading this! Crazy!) and the start of my senior year, which are pretty much intertwined as there’s only 4 days between my birthday and the first day of school. So much has happened and even though senior year is still a whole year that’s ahead, I’m already reflecting on high school and all the time that’s flown by. It’s an emotional and overwhelming time, especially when you add in the chaos of college applications and whatnot. I hope you all are doing well and enjoying the last bits of summer. Stay safe and healthy out there.