Three Days

It looks like there are only three days separating me from college. It's really a scary feeling, and things haven't been going very well at home. My mom and I have been at each other's throats, and we haven't been fighting about anything important either. We'll find that we are screaming at each other over something stupid like a bathing suit or a department store. We're also both exhausted. All I really want to do is sleep. I don't even have the energy to obsess over the X-Files or Doctor Who. Instead, I'll sit around and freak out about which laundry detergent I should buy, or whether the cream puff stand will still be open at the market, because I really shouldn't have another one. It's these little things that don't matter that seem exceptionally magnified at the moment, so I can only wonder what it will be like when I actually get to college. I almost just want to be there now to avoid any more issues, and I have to keep telling myself that things will be better when I get settled into college life.

Three short little days.