Eat, Pray, Love moments. High school (and my hometown) at the time felt like a bubble that didn’t give us enough exposure to the outside world, and I wanted so much more out of life, even knowing that I was just 17.
I grew so restless for those last few months of high school.Flash forward to about a month into the first semester of my final year of university.
I felt the angst coming back and I was almost shocked with how early in the year I was feeling it. Maybe it was senioritis, maybe it was the fatigue I was experiencing with Zoom.
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