Driving onto Central’s campus is like being transported to a different land, a place where all my worries and anxiety are immediately replaced by ecstatic joy.
The downer who was Lily Madison this past month and especially on the car ride this morning is gone.
Just like that.
Poof.
This place must have some sort of magical powers, but I’m not complaining. The exhilaration that I feel right now is what I always hoped I would feel. Even an hour ago, I couldn’t imagine ever feeling like this.
I thought the guilt of not choosing to attend the college where Jax is would remain, like a cloud of regret raining sprinkles of depression on me during my entire time here.
But it left.
Gone.
Or maybe it’s still here, but the overwhelming weight of the eager anticipation rushing through my veins
