Check.

It's almost midnight and I'm mentally running through all the things still needing to be stuffed into the car.

Do I have all my clothes?
Will my bike fit?
Towels! I almost forgot towels.
My chargers.


I got that far through this list before I got up and added more items to the already larger-than-expected pile leaving my bedroom door. Two years ago, I would've really been freaking out. Living in a dorm now, however, has become a usual part of my life....unfortunately. But there's something different this time. It's not just any dorm, it's not the UCA dorm anymore, it's the Walla Walla University dorm; a college dorm.

Where has time gone? Wasn't it just yesterday I was complaining about finally finishing 12 years at LCJA or moving into the dorm at UCA for the last time at the start of my senior year? I feel like yesterday I was walking down the aisle not for me to be graduating, but as a junior marching for then seniors. And now, now I've marched as a graduating senior, now I've worked 12 weeks of summer, and now I'm going to college. And the list keeps rattling through my brain...

Am I sure I got everything?
I need to set my alarm clock. Ugh, 5:55 a.m.?! I'm going to die!
Pillow! I cannot forget my pillow!
Dang it, forgot to put that away.
Can't forget to grab the trash can.
Man...it's 11:50. Time to try to go to bed.