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It's been 25 weeks since my last update, but it hasn't been a habit for much longer than that. Let's hope this one lasts.
An update? I'm in transition. Right now, I've never been more uncertain or afraid for my future. And it's all the more scary because I'm incredibly happy. I have don't know where I'll be next year; maybe at GW, maybe in Boston doing City Year or something like that, maybe across the ocean saving babies and such. Or maybe I'll get off a waitlist and end up at BC or, hope of hope, Georgetown. But I won't be with the people who are making my life wonderful right now. At least, I won't be with them like I am now. And perhaps that's the scariest thing of all; no matter how well I keep in touch, no matter how many times I visit people, I will never have what I have right now again. Just like I will never have what I had last year again. And while I may find better and brighter ways of being sometime in the future, I would be so content to hold on to so much of this.
An update? I'm in transition. Right now, I've never been more uncertain or afraid for my future. And it's all the more scary because I'm incredibly happy. I have don't know where I'll be next year; maybe at GW, maybe in Boston doing City Year or something like that, maybe across the ocean saving babies and such. Or maybe I'll get off a waitlist and end up at BC or, hope of hope, Georgetown. But I won't be with the people who are making my life wonderful right now. At least, I won't be with them like I am now. And perhaps that's the scariest thing of all; no matter how well I keep in touch, no matter how many times I visit people, I will never have what I have right now again. Just like I will never have what I had last year again. And while I may find better and brighter ways of being sometime in the future, I would be so content to hold on to so much of this.