This is something like exactly a year ago, during this exact period, procrastinating like I am doing exactly now. I remember that day pretty well. It doesn’t feel like it was that long ago. Only today I have a different room and a different bed in a different house, and I realize a year is kind of a long time when you’re young and it’s only when you get old that years don’t feel like much of anything anymore.
It’s cool that I can still wear that skirt, though.