non-iversary

I don't know how to say what it is. It's 365 days. Actually, it's 366. Leap year. Who knew.

A year ago this morning, I woke up and got SCREWED.
And now, today, everything is alright. It's better than that, though. It's great. I'm happy. I'm thrilled. I'm ecstatic. I'm in love. It's cool.

A year ago today, numbers impacted my life more than I was ever going to let them.
A year ago today, I was throwing up and crying and couldn't eat.
A year ago today, I'd never been to Chicago, and thought maybe I'd never go.
A year ago today, it was impossible to explain myself.

And now here I am. I'm 18, in discrete mathematics, ready for lunch already, love Chicago and will be living there, and if you ask me to explain myself, I am fully prepared to admit everything. Because it got me here, and I love it here.