Mourning The Last of Summer

Date: the 24th of August

Though there's still a week left before my life reverts what it was a few months ago, I can already feel myself missing the simplicity of Summer.

As I'm writing this I'm sitting on a 3 and a half hour bus ride to the capital city - the place where I'll have to make myself important again. I enjoy living alone and the freedom it brings, but I'm not sure if I'm ready for all the chaos that awaits me again. With uni life, work, and everything else, I'm just worried I'll forget about myself in the midst of things.

I've been staying at my parents house for a little bit and it's been wild to see just how quick reverting back to a past version of yourself truly is. It really boils down to the environment you surround yourself in and if you're busy enough to not feel it.

I've been itching to get back - I feel like I haven't been living a life of my own, only doing whatever my parents want me to do. It's just the drastic change that is taking me back.

This is probably going to be the most intense year I've felt in a long while. It's my second year in university and I've taken a lot on my shoulders. It's all worth it though and I always get through whatever I set my mind on. As long as I'm proactive about my life it'll all be okay.

I feel the same sort of feeling I get when I start a new journal. It's exciting but also a bit scary. Familiar yet unknown. All I can really do to make it better is dive head first and hope I don't drown.