The choices I make seem unmistakably bold and at the same time, deliberately yielding.
I glanced up to see a girl, whom I once knew, reading. She was very close to me, and now she is to be wed to another. How fast things change. It was only months ago. And look at me, here at this school, pondering out my future days. I want something to connect to, but I only see my life starting in the future.
I do what I can to stay sane: a book a week, constant studying, great friends and a positive enjoyment in the places around me.
But I still look up at the horizon and wait for my day to come.
The day I get to leave.