TIME

by Xenia Makridou

Part I

Isn’t it insane just how fast days come and go? A strange feeling comes over me whenever I remember summer is half-way over. I can’t exactly pinpoint what the feeling consists of. It’s a mixture of good and bad, perhaps leaning more towards the latter. It’ll be time to go back to London before I know it, and although my university life has been good to me these past 2 years generally, I can’t but feel like I don’t want to go back. It’s so bizarre though, because at the same time I do want to go back! Is this midsummer sadness/madness happening here?

Part II

My 21st birthday is tomorrow. I can’t believe it – 21?! I feel like 15 to 21 has been a hazy road race. Although I feel 15 at heart, I know I’ve learned, grown, matured, and definitely changed. I’m not that girl anymore. We’re similar, but fundamentally – thankfully – different at the same time.

The change that has recently taken place has taken a toll on me – it has changed my perspective on time, and my views on and expectations of the future. If you’re asking how, in what way, well, the only answer I can give is: I’m confused. I need some time.

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