I hadn’t thought about it in a while,
but hearing my parents talk about it with
their friends her plan was to start her master’s in the fall
and move to Quincy

         it hits home like I was afraid it would as August approaches: this is not what I had planned.

I know, I know:

  1. Life doesn’t happen how you plan
  2. I’m still so young
  3. There are better things ahead

                                                but listen: this is not what I had planned.

          Not a moment of it.
          And this paranoia?
                            Well, it’s taking over ever other arena of my life.

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