Today's OneWord: Concern
There was a lot of time for me to think in my last year of university. Everything became an anxiety during those months, when textbooks grew heavier on my shoulders and essays grew longer. I began to wonder about things...strange things. Like whether or not I'd grow horns from my head. Or if the Soviet Union would return. I've heard from my grandfather, when he's drunk, that those are the beginning signs that you're a conspiracy theorist.