"My heart is drumming in my chest so hard it aches, but it's the good kind of ache, like the feeling you get on the first real day of autumn, when the air is crisp and the leaves are all flaring at the edges and the wind smells just vaguely of smoke - like the end and the beginning of something all at once." -Lauren Oliver.
This is what I want to remember about the beginning of this school year:
I want to remember the way I felt, driving down the road at ten thirty. There was the split-second-decision when the perfect song came on and we drove straight past our turn, just so we could listen to it. The windows were rolled down, we were singing along, and it was perfect.
I want to remember the gut-turning feeling in the middle of my stomach. It was there the first day of work, and there while my shaky hand wrote down the order for my first table. It was there when, sitting in my first Taylor class, I wondered what I was doing there, and if I really wanted to do this again.
I want to remember the lighting storm a few weeks ago. Again, we were driving home at night. The lighting split open the sky again and again and again. I sat in the backseat, my head craned towards it, awestruck, and little frightened.
I want to remember friend things, best friend things, regular friend things, this-is-going-to-be-a-weird-story things. I want to remember playing carpetball in the backyard at youth group, and the way all my friends know I won't drink Dr. Pepper. I want to remember falling asleep while Mumford and Sons played in the background.
anything special you'd like to remember about the school year thus far?