I have less than two months left as an undergraduate.
What the heck?
Where did the time go? Don't get me wrong, I am S. to the toked. At times I feel as though I see the light at the end of the tunnel and I'm running as fast as I can to get to it. But then I look down and I'm on a treadmill, and all I can do is keep running, because if I don't I'll just get flung off of the belt and die. You know? Have you ever felt like that? Well, it has been a ROUGH (that's right, all caps worthy) semester, but knowing I won't have to do this for much longer is quite a consolation. I've also had some really great things happen to me that compensate and in some ways make me want to stay in Cedar and be surrounded by these people forever.
As I walked to my Sociology of Education class this morning, it hit me that after two months from today I won't be looking at that red mountain everyday. Cedar has been my home for over three years now, and it's making me really nostalgic to think about leaving. I've seriously had some of my best and (it's true) worst times here. But I've managed to grow though it all, thanks to the angels that were placed along my way.
Fo' reals. The people that have come into my life via Cedar City are irreplaceable. I'm not going to go into any detail, because I know if I start I will never stop... but I just wanted to say a quick thanks.
Thanks for making it hard to even think about leaving this wonderland.