Class of 2014

This past week, I began my junior year of college. Not only did classes begin, but I also contracted some sort of sinus infection. By the time I got through it, I had broken at least two fevers, stayed up three or four nights in a row coughing, and finished a box of tissues by myself. I had been irritable and bitchy (though that’s really not unusual). While I can, in part, attribute a lot of the anger to the actual illness, the reasons behind my sullen attitude have far more to do with a set of abstract changes in my psyche. The idea that I’m slowly approaching actual adulthood and won’t be in school this time two years from now led me to have what I can only refer to as an existential crisis.

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