Lately, I've been spending a lot of my time thinking about my future. I'm a senior in high school and it seems like the foreseen gap between being a teenager and being an adult is getting smaller and smaller. While I'm able to see a glimmer of the light on the far side of this dark and blinded cave that is high school, I keep on being reminded of the past.

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I recognize that I get majorly sentimental and nostalgic when I find myself daydreaming of the past but haven't these memories created who I am today? Some people say that our pasts and our experiences make us who we are and that in a way, I wouldn't be the same person I am today if I were to suddenly forget everything of my past.

I don't want to forget.

When I used to think about moving away to college it never really hit me in quite the same way. I think it was because of my naive younger brain that I had this subconscious idea that being an adult was a temporary thing and that everything would always go back to the way things were. Now that I've overcome this way of thinking, the future has taken on its inherent form of what I like to call, "The Great Big (Scary) Unknown".

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And even though I may be scared, I think I'm ready for whatever comes next.

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