All those sleepless nights and irritable turns and unsure days and gloom and storm and thunder and rain and low esteem. For this ending.
Cliched as this is, I feel like it's a dream. For I have had several dreams of being accepted by various universities, from which I would awake groaning at the cruelty of my own mind. I don't know how to react though. Suddenly there is no time. Suddenly I'm aware of all the roots I've put out.

Oh well... To be brave and excited.