Can’t sleep. Can’t wake up. I’m in a state of nervous hysteria. Why? I’m not certain. Maybe it’s all the people I will come to know, but don’t know yet. Maybe it’s a sign of things to come. No sleep for the next four years. I’m full of anticipation, anxiety, and anxiousness. But I want this, I need this. I earned this. Still, my stomach is in knots, my knees are week and my head is pounding. Mom is here, my sister is here. Excitement starts to build. I can do this, I’ve got this. College Tour, watch out because here I come!
By Felina Silver Robinson