stand resolute

It's January already. My calendar has run out and I have to rely on others ( and my phone) to tell me the day. What's funny is that I really don't care about what day it is. I can just feel the present, and that's all. I spent all of last year anticipating the future, and simultaneously sweating the past. I think I'm done with all that. I've finally started to follow through on that illuminating resolution I made to myself on the first day of school, that promise I made while still flushed with the excitement of Warped Tour. I thought my resolve had dissipated, vanished with the influx of a heavy workload and the pressure of college looming in the future. But finally, at long last, those nuisances are beginning to recede. Guess what? Senior Year is slowly becoming what I always imagined it would be, perhaps not the exact sequence of events, but the emotional and mental growth and changes...most definitely.