As I muse on the eve of my third and next to last Camp Yale, and my last month of being a teenager, there's plenty of room for what ifs and shouldve couldve wouldves. But for all of that, for all the things that should've been, could've been, or would've been, I am happy for the person it has made me. I am happy for having people to call at 4 am,
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