My sophomore year of college is finally done and I couldn't be more thankful. It’s been done for about two weeks now, but since I’m just now getting around to writing this post, it’s officially over.
This year was kind of strange for me. I didn't like the fact that I was stuck in Chicago for school after years of wanting to be there so bad. I felt guilty for not liking where I was and it overall just sucked, to keep it short. Even writing it here makes me feel weird, which is probably the underlying reason that I've put off this post for as long as I did. Part of me just wants to delete this entire post and write up some sappy thing about how I loved it as much as I did my freshman year - ha.
That's why - if you noticed - or if you didn't - I was constantly traveling. Colorado, Georgia, back and forth to Michigan, Canada, and more. I was always gone. I wanted to get away from my real life for a little bit and be away. I think I was running from something, that something I don't know, but I think it is finally a feeling that has disappeared.
Now that school is over, I have been hit straight in the face with the fact that I am in the biggest funk that I've ever been in. As I'm typing this, I'm realizing that I've been in it for a long time because I've been saying it out loud. I hardly post anymore, due to two reasons: lack of inspiration and lack of clothing. It's a big creative life funk.
Essentially, I need to get my head out of my ass and get it together.
Until I do, and you will be the first to know, enjoy photos from my sophomore year of college.