My senior year is essentially over.
My Buckley chapter has ended; 13 years in the making.
What would I refer to it as? What would the point of it be? Who's to say. To be honest I think it depends through who's eyes are you asking. Things like this don't have nice, simple answers. Life rarely does have nice, simple answers though. That's just the way it goes.
I don't even know how to say goodbye, if that is even the right thing to say. This is a first for me, everything I do from this point on will be a first. That's an unsettling thought. I'm sailing out into uncharted territory and I don't really know what I'm even looking for, let alone how to find it.
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