i chose the wrong college
i'm standing with my sister next to me on her college visit, and i realize i've fallen in love with this city, and THIS is where i want to be
(she doesn't really care for this city)
it hits me. hard.
would i still be as scared to go to class?
would i still be dreading college as much if it was here?
when i realized the answer is "no", i felt the sinking feeling start
and this trip will end, eventually august will roll around and i'll move my shit in again, and i'll be reminiscing and thinking about how happy i could've been if i had just expanded my horizons a bit more.
i can't believe it. i'm trapped. i am fucking trapped.
