i think i live in the past, reminiscing of all the amazing memories ive had. wishing i could live in them now, such joyous, carefee, summer times.
the future is bold. the future is frightening. the future is coming, whether im ready or not.
im far too afraid to contemplate the future.
i guess the good thing is, that since i dwell on the past so much, i see what ive done wrong. where ive messed things up. i do my best not to let them happen again.
im scared of college, of leaving my home. my friends. my youth group. im too attatched. my emotions and feelings are intertwined with everyone here's; leaving is gonna stretch me to the max.
i cant stand to think about this time next year.
as scary as it might be, i think you might actually enjoy the independence. though it scares me to see you go, i think youre ready. and if not, God will prepare you for it by summer's end.
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