1 word.




I knew at the beginning of this countdown that this was going to be my last story. “Tomorrow” was supposed to have been the last story before my first day of school (if I had written every day like I was supposed to). Instead, it is week three. Tomorrow, I have a poetry class that I was terrified to start, and am now completely in love with. Tomorrow, I have nonfiction stories to peer edit. Tomorrow, I will be hanging out with friends that I didn’t know three weeks ago and already adore. Tomorrow, I will fall a little more in love with this city.

I’m a little sad this countdown is over. It has tracked a lot of important time stamps for me over the last three months. But I guess it’s time to move onto something else, something new. Thanks for coming along on this ride with me.




2 thoughts on “1 word.

  1. I will miss my morning read. You did an awesome job with your count down, cant wait for the Starbuck stories. Love you lots, see you in a week.

  2. Nooooooo………..
    You can’t be done – says my selfishness!
    I have so enjoyed receiving, following and reading all of your stories! I have always known you have great talent but, it has been an absolute joy to see it first hand! I will truly miss following this blog – I felt a strong connection to you every time I read them! I love you! I’m so proud of you! We will definitely have to put our letter writing into action!
    Aunty Mena

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