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I think about our hopes and dreams, of where careers and life will take us.
One moment I'm imbued with excitement and anticipation, and the next I'm wishing desperately to go back in time. Back where school took up half a day, and there was nothing else to think about or worry over. Back to when it was possible to stay, wrapped up and bubbled in nothing but each other- safe, together.
So childish, painfully so. And yet it would be such bliss.
Now the immediate prospect of distance, of being miles apart for a term. And possibly more, when we step out of this comfort zone and into the working world. What if we had to go? What if we had to give up our days and nights into work?
There are a million thoughts of unwarranted and premature fear- and inside I'm just wishing to literally hold on.
I really hope we do.
One moment I'm imbued with excitement and anticipation, and the next I'm wishing desperately to go back in time. Back where school took up half a day, and there was nothing else to think about or worry over. Back to when it was possible to stay, wrapped up and bubbled in nothing but each other- safe, together.
So childish, painfully so. And yet it would be such bliss.
Now the immediate prospect of distance, of being miles apart for a term. And possibly more, when we step out of this comfort zone and into the working world. What if we had to go? What if we had to give up our days and nights into work?
There are a million thoughts of unwarranted and premature fear- and inside I'm just wishing to literally hold on.
I really hope we do.