I must have walked the same path hundreds of times. Hayden Lawn. Past the MU. Right at the motorcycle lot. Past Irish B. Left at the stop sign. Walk past Best. Cross the street in front of the IHOP.
I am starting my senior year at ASU and I still feel like the same girl from three years ago. Sure, I've got memories that accompany all of these places. Singing under the stars. Early morning walks back from Hayden Library. Saying "goodbye", and trusting that God would turn it into "until we meet again". Laughing. Relearning how to ride a bike. Lighting birthday candles in the courtyard. Smoking hookah on the lawn. Oversleeping and rushing off to class.
I'm the same girl, but everything is completely different. I still feel the same. I still feel like I'm seventeen, but the faces and the stories have changed. The location remains the same.
I can't believe how quickly the time has passed. I can't believe that I'm nearing the end. And I can't believe that I feel like the same girl, after all that has changed.