i'm starting to have more of those "i'm scared of the future" moments. i lay in bed trying to sleep, but i can't settle myself knowing that the road ahead is completely unsettled, untouched--intangible at the moment. i'm stuck in this little "college bubble," waiting for my turn to pop it, to unleash myself into the outside world. sometimes i'm anxious to escape, and sometimes i wish to never leave.

growing up...it's finally happening. i think everything of it, but i don't know what to really think of everything.