In September of 2018, the worst thing I did for myself was let myself drink coffee.
I already knew coffee and I didn't mix, yet I keep going back to it. It's like there's a silent desire pulling me towards it when I know it makes me anxious and sick. But when you're lacking sleep and becoming plentiful of school work—desperate times calls for desperate measures, and even then nothing changes.
This month has been a whirlwind, no doubt. My entire life changed.
I'm no longer living at home, I've made friends from all over the world, I'm doing what I love and constantly learning.
Our room is filled with nights of music, dancing about and singing to songs we learned by heart in our childhood and early teen years. We bake the Pillsbury halloween cookies almost every week, pull pranks with our cardboard cut out of 2011 Harry Styles—it's an entirely different world.
Everyday is a new adventure. In this short month, I have realized a lot about what I want to do in the future. It's both terrifying and liberating, and though I don't know entirely how I'll get there, I know that I will because I crave it.
I've definitely been kept busy. It's an entirely different lifestyle but being surround by so many creative, like-minded people makes me feel alive even when I am swamped with school work. But even with all of the school work, it's different now because it's learning about something I love and it helps me grow not only as a creator but as a person.
There are endless possibilities.
This was only the beginning.
As Always,
Rachel.
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