Winding Down

Here we are. The end.

Sort of.

It is nearly the end. It is April, which means it is coming to the end of second semester. Which means it is the end of the first year.

There, I did it.

Sort of.

I mean, I am here. I have made it this far. At some costs, yes. But still, I made it to the end.

I didn't quit. I didn't give up. (Alright, sometimes I did. But never entirely.)

I wanted to, believe me, I wanted to. I still do. Nearly everyday.

I haven't yet though. Which must be good for something, right?

In four months I will be coming back. I won't be going to a new school. I won't be staying home. I will be coming back to this place, and that is not scary any more. It is still a little disappointing.

Now though, there is something here for me. There are people here for me. It is not that I gave up my 'life,' I just gained a second one. I don't love this second one all the time, or most of the time.

Who knows what next year will bring, maybe I will only become more and more... satisfied with where I am. Maybe I won't. For now, I don't think it matters.

For now, I close off the year with not a fizzle but a bang. I'll do what I do, and I'll do it the best I can. I make no promise about the turnout, only that I am going to try.

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