"Life starts all over again when it gets crisp in the fall." -- F. Scott Fitzgerald
It's honestly hard to believe that it's the end of September already. Not that I mind; pretty much all of my friends love autumn just as much as I do, and we've had quite a bit of fun contemplating pumpkin spice lattes and crunchy leaves.
Salem is the perfect place for fall, really.
The Square out front of campus has hay bale displays set up with fake leaves, and the ground is covered with real ones. It's exciting. It's cute. I love it.
You know what else is crazy? The fact that I get to see my family in 3 weeks. I guess you could say that I'm pretty excited (just maaaaaybe). Going from seeing them all day, every day to only over FaceTime has been a weird transition... but it's going to be fun showing them around Old Salem, especially since Mom is the only one who's ever actually been here.
Lately I've been thinking about everything that was going on this time last year: I was starting to applying to colleges, settling into senior year, dreading the last few weeks of 90+ degree California weather. Now, there's already talk about the future Salem Class of 2019, and I can't help but think of how crazy it is that I applied a year ago already.... what? Slow down.
I think the beginning of fall always reminds me of how quickly time passes. A year ago, my today was a daydream, and that's absolutely fascinating. The other side of my brain is already wondering what the next year is going to be like... But maybe I should take this all one day at a time...Maybe.
Now, I believe there is some homework calling my name.
Keep not settling,