I am eight months from losing the “college kid” tag and the fear of stepping into the a monotonous, professional routine dawns upon me.
I am eight months from being seperated from the very few beautiful people I have met along this rough road which is life.
However, I am eight months from returning to my family after this long, torturous exile in a new city amongst people who never quite understood me yet were always too quick to form an opinion.
Eight months till I am in a boat, rowing away from such people and towards the mental peace, happiness and warmth I crave today.
Hah, life! What a jumble!