My heart pounding loudly in my head
My throat tight with anxiety
I flop down upon my cold, hard bed
The pearl-white room so lonely and empty.

I gaze upon the rocky ceiling
The hours passing so tediously
The darkness a harbor for desperate thinking
Anxiety washes over me menacingly.

Dawn breaks
The sun shines upon my pale, anxious face
Slowly, the adult within me wakes
I arise and walk to breakfast with a steady, hurried pace.

Anxiety dissolves into excitement
Terror no longer paralyzing me and making me sick
I purchase books as I crave enlightenment
The little girl gone; at long last, I feel collegic.