2. How have you changed in the past 2 years?
Two years ago, I was a senior in high school. I was having a blast. I knew where I was. Everything I had and everything I was doing made sense.
Two years later, I’m beginning my 3rd year in college. Still having a blast. But not knowing where I am. Uncertain about where I’m going or what I’m doing.
Two years ago, I didn’t worry too much about the transition between high school and college. I knew where my path was going. I was still going to be student.
Two years later, I worry about the real world. I worry about not being a student ever again. I worry about my future after graduation.
Two years ago, being able to drive a car was exciting to me. Walking alone in the street was an adventure. There was a sense of thrill when I sat amongst strangers.
Two years later, it’s starting to feel normal being behind the wheel. Walking alone is a daily endeavor. Strangers become people who just happen to be there at the same time as you.
Two years ago, convincing my parents was more difficult to do. I get yelled at for staying up and showering late. What they say is law.
Two years later, convincing becomes listening to each other. Yelling becomes suggestive. Their law-binding words become mature reasoning between two adults.
Two years ago, I was 18. I thought I was mature. I thought I knew what I was doing. I thought I was done growing up.
Two years later, I’m 20. I have matured but I know I’m a child at times. I’m sure that I don’t know what I’m doing. And I know, for a fact, that I’m not done growing up.
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