Note to the Reader: oh hello there. I'm moving to New York City this week to start college which is wonderful and scary and exciting all at the same time. I wrote a little (read: a long, very very long) letter, mainly to myself but partially to other freshmen who are experiencing the same feelings as me. If you take the time to read this in it's entirety then you should go #TreatYoSelf because this thing is a beast. Well, without further ado I present to you my letter.
First I'd like to say that you are a fabulous human being with a killer sense of style and an amazing sense of humor, but that has nothing to do with the content of this post.
You are going off to college, in a new state, in a new city. The most populous city in the country as a matter of fact because you are still a Texan at heart and you believe that bigger is better. I'm writing this post to you for the days when you miss home, when you feel lost (or actually are lost, the subway is no joke), when you question your decision, or when you just need something to push you the last few steps of the way.