Fall. To some, the seasonal turn from a warm yellow sun to whimsical falling leaves is a time where change feels natural and beautiful. Scarecrows line the town streets with bewildering grins, parents rapidly flock to Local Soul and Open House to grab their favorite candle scents and Coffee Barn customers trade in their cold brew orders for pumpkin spice lattes. Most importantly, Halloween’s approach sends kids of all ages into heavy contemplation of costume choice, exhausting parents with the flamboyant requests and changing ideas. But for us high school seniors, “what do you want to be” has a much scarier connotation.
If you asked me 10 years ago what I wanted to be, I probably would have said Taylor Swift. Today, though that may still be true, the question has a much heavier weight and implication that goes past the 31st.