Two days ago I walked across a stage with a kente stole and three honors chords around my neck. It was a walk that signified the ending of my undergraduate career. It was a walk away from my undergraduate years and a walk towards the beginning of something new. This was a walk towards change and a well needed one. Vacations, internships, conferences, applications, and graduate school are just a few changes I have to look forward to; not to mention all changes coming my way I can't see
Known knowns
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The next day I packed the remainder of my apartment in three boxes and two suitcases and moved out of Gainesville. I headed towards the airport and boarded a plane to the start of the rest of my life...
It was weird. I didn't cry when I left. I didn't say many goodbyes. I didn't see the point. Why cry about change, it's bound to happen so just be open to it. I didn't say goodbye because I know I'll see my friends again, so it's not really "goodbye" more like "I'll see you later".
To the new changes both good and bad, I'm open to them...
