By Riley McCormick, TIWP student

There’s nothing quite like crying at your computer at 5PM, tears rolling down your cheeks between twin size duvet covers and decorative picture frames that you know will only hold memories in a year’s time. There’s nothing quite like crying while finishing a housing application, sobs breaking your heart as you realize your best friends will be states away and you’ll be sharing a room with someone you don’t know. There’s nothing quite like crying every time you listen to the song “San Francisco” by Five Seconds of Summer, yelling the chorus between sniffles and thoughts of weekends past. There’s nothing quite like crying at the thought of going to college, whether it be happy or sad or anxious or terrified. There’s nothing like leaving.