I can't wait to accidentally take the subway toward Brooklyn instead of Times Square. I can't wait to spend an hour looking for Union Square Park. I can't wait to end up at Momofuku Milk Bar with a lactose intolerant friend. I can't wait to see what kind of bread they decide to give me when I ask for plain. I can't wait to see how the Starbucks baristas decide to make my Caramel Iced Coffee. I can't wait to drop my phone on a crowded subway. I can't wait to see how a joke from today comes full circle tomorrow. I can't wait to see how much more I will regret having a white backpack. I can't wait to cross October 12th out on my the calendar. I can't wait to lie in my bed at night, listen to music, and write poems about how my days have gone. I can't wait for laughter. I can't wait to grow.