Impending Crisis

Well, college orientation was the shit. I met so many amazing people, had the time of my life, and proceeded to fall in love with California.

The only issue, then, became that I came home, had fun with my amazing friends back home, had the time of my summer, and proceeded to fall back in love with where I am- and who I'm with- right now.

I guess you never really know what you've got 'till it's gone. But a 24-hour baking marathon followed by a seven hour movie marathon is what friendship looks like, I'm convinced. My expected summer fling asked me to draw it out past the summer, and things started to look really, really great. I don't want to leave in 25 days. I don't even know if I'll get to say goodbye to everyone I need to before I leave. It's absolutely horrendous. But I guess that's what happens.

However, there is a catch-22. When I freak out about leaving, I become incredibly introverted and thus lose opportunities to see those that I need to say goodbye to. It's really awful, actually. I feel like I'm not using the time that I do have to the best of my advantage. This is a crisis situation, and I don't know what to do about it.