As much as everything scares me, as much as change and the lack of permanency sends chills down my spine, a part of me longs for what I don’t know yet. Isn’t it beautiful to have an entire life waiting for you with open arms? To know you can start over? The only thing that’s temporary about adulthood is the fact that I’m in it for as long as I live. I haven’t lived through my best days or met everyone I’ll ever love or seen every beautiful thing I’ll ever see, and to think adulthood will automatically rip that away from me is not to trust myself. It’s not naive to dream of better days.

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