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The mountains are all changing colors, and I sit and watch them from my Humanities classroom. There used to be one red bush. Now there’s about fifty.
I don’t know why I get this feeling. New year. New opportunities. New friends. The cyclical nature of every new year bore me. I was bored of being nervous and this last Sunday was different only in the nostalgia that came with my reflections.