On the first day of school, there are two types of insomnia the night before. 1) the child who is so awkwardly nervous they can’t stand the idea of school the next day, or 2) the child who is so excited about seeing their friends the thought makes them restless. Well, I’m that awkwardly nervous child who crumbles at the thought of having to make new friends. This right now is me attempting to get into a crowd of people and hoping my very best that someone will notice me. Hoping that that one person is so well connected that I won’t have to go out of my way to make friends, they will simply all be introduced to me.
This is the first of many days to come; I hope to make many new friends.
