Since I got back from Ohio, I have been tearing my room apart, packing up for my final full year of college. Last night, I took my bed apart for the first time since I had it, and I have had it since I was 8. Four years ago, I was starting my freshman year, and I was scared and have never felt so small in my entire life. And now, four years later, I am wrapping up classes and plans and shows and my college career.
Whoa. Whoa. Whoa.