Today is the first day of my last semester as an undergrad.
I woke up to grey skies, the window streaked with raindrops.
Last night my boyfriend helped me move in, and then we walked all around campus - the place we fell in love almost four years ago.
This morning he drove back to his hometown (the big city where I lived this summer), and I shuffled to class, biting into a plum - half-anxious, half-excited.
So here we go.