These last few weeks, I have found myself really thinking about windows of time. As cliché as it sounds, four years, four months, four weeks, and four days should really feel different, and they do, but in an unconventional way. For me, the last four years flew by so fast, but these last four weeks seemed to be taking their sweet (and bitter) time. Four years ago, I was preparing to start college, hoping to get a degree, a job, and some friends …
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