If you can believe it, yet another school year has come and gone. What started out like this last August:
ended like this earlier today:
and meanwhile I couldn't decide whether to smile or cry. Why is it that no matter how they warn you, no matter how serious they are in dispensing the advice, there is simply nothing that properly prepares you for the bittersweet feeling of unconditional love and that sudden, crushing realization that, more than anything, life is fleeting?