The Clichè Kid

I turned 18 an hour and forty minutes ago, officially. It would be clichè to say that this is a milestone in my life, just as it would be clichè to say how I feel, because I think we all feel this way when crossing a "milestone" in our lives, so I will save you my ravings. I can say this, however, as I turn 18 with only a week left in Wisconsin, I feel my life stirring. In one week, I will be in a different time zone. I will be surrounded by man-made structures; the only signs of divinity lie in ocean waves and Redwood trees. I will be on a bus once again in my life surrounded by people I won't know who won't know me. Strange things are afoot and I can only imagine if it will ever settle down. I am nervous, yes, but I know I am ready to leave Wisconsin for California, just a clichè kid and guitar heading Westward ho!