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I could always recall the times of freshman year. So many changes that made me realize it was the people and not me.

I could always recall those little moments that made one feel safest; holding a special one or having purpose in a big town can make much of a difference to someone.

I could always recall the swinging of emotions. How one day I would feel sad to the other the complete opposite.

I could always recall how only one person did all of that in a duration of a year.

Sometimes, I wonder if she even thinks about me in a humble manner or even knows I exist.

I wonder.

This was the year that introduced shifting in behaviors, perspectives, and ideologies. I got more aware but still lost myself in my deep loneliness. Sometimes, I wonder what could have been different if I actually said what was in my mind instead what people wanted to hear.

But that was freshman year. Circa 2014-2015.

The screenplay is out now.