In 4 months I'll be done with highschool
In 8 months I could be on a mission
I'm not even ready for tomorrow
I'm not even ready for bed
I miss yesterday when I was 12 or 8 or 5 when the days felt like years and my backyard was its own universe
I miss when I had a a full house and I heard something other than silence and the washing machine
I miss not knowing what friends were and not caring about anything but my mom and my dog
I miss eating TV dinners over a towel and watching Peter Pan in the entry way
I miss walking my dog
I miss what my life was
But In 2 months I'll be 18
In 4 months I'll be done with highschool
In 8 months I could be on a mission
I'm not even ready for tomorrow
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