good old senior year

I have to admit–this year feels the hardest.  Perhaps, I do not remember my freshman year to compare well, but I feel my statement is true.

For some reason, coming back to the states this time did not come easy.  Rather, it came quite forceful–without joy, nor anticipation.  I hate having this feeling, because it radiates through the rest of my being.

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