I'm leaving Indiana on Sunday, and I don't want to. I feel alive here. And even when I'm feeling down, while I'm here, hope never seems too far away. I just want to make sure that this feeling of being ready for the world gets packed up along with all of my other stuff in my suitcases. When I get back, I want to make the rest of this summer last. I want to be strong and do what's best. This life is my only chance to show what I'm here for. This life is only lived once, and I would never want to miss that. I'm getting off the ground and I'm living. I am alive.