Recently I was having lunch with one of my good friends, who was a senior this past year at my old high school. She was telling me all about her plans to move up to Kalamazoo College. I’m sure she felt like I wasn’t paying attention to all the names, dates, and locations she was throwing around. Probably because I was too busy following the train of thought started by the simple phrase “When I was your age…”
I decided that, since my mind was obviously no longer on the mountain of packing that I had to do before I left, I’d start jotting down some thoughts on what life was like exactly a year ago. I love doing stuff like this, because it is a great way to see just how far you’ve come. Great, now I’ve got this Matchbox Twenty song stuck in my head. Below is a distillation of those thoughts.
I had the tiniest of mental breakdowns while I was packing up my stuff to head off to Ann Arbor last year. Read the rest of this entry