OK you got me, I still don't let my feet hang off the bed at night.
Time is a weird concept. Mainly because it has gone by so fast, but I still feel so young. Don't get me wrong, I do somewhat miss the days where I had no worries in the world, I mean I didn't even have to take care of my own hair. My dad took care of that, made sure I had a pony tail on the side of my head.
That my friends is the sign of the best looking kid at school.
But being home also feels weird. I feel as if I have exhausted all I can out of Canajoharie and that I need to move on. This only solidifies the move I will be making in August. Some of my friends have already started their new chapter and it seems like I keep reading the same page over and over again: " Mary Adams from Canajoharie graduates Clarkson University .. Mary Adams from Canajo...".
It is a weird feeling, the feeling you get when you are kind of (key words: kind of) ready to be an adult.
And just because my little sisters are taller than me does not mean they are older than me!
Feeling young but anxious,
Anybody with me?