And there’s still a lot for me to do.
I don’t even know what school I want to go to.
I’ve got it down to about three or four.
I also need to decide on a minor.
And then there’s preparing for life on my own.
I’m scared.
My parents have always been there.
To fix my meals,
to wake me up.
Everything.
And now,
I’ll be states away.
Doing things on my own.
Experiencing life as an adult.
There’s so much I need to learn.