My life is designed to the whims of the College Board.
And I'm fine with it for now.
But I sometimes see myself as an adult with no College Board to tell me what to know and I am frightened.
It's not the image that scares me, it is the fact that I could even be afraid.
Do you get what I mean?
An adult who longs for the days when their life was ordered by the chapters in a textbook is no adult at all.