I was all itching to start the new school year for like, this whole summer. And then today I was hit with the sads of living at home and isolation and still not having very many friends at college/any friends that I see on a regular basis. But then I saw that my book list (at least for three of my classes) was finally up and that was exciting. And then I thought, okay, I’m in completely different classes this year. Taking things that I’m much more interested in. There’s sure to be people I feel more comfortable talking to here.
so I’m going to try to remember that there’s hope for me yet