I had been avoiding this moment all summer. In truth, I had been avoiding it all year. The big cottage trip my friends and I took at the end of every summer. It always ended the same way. With me being forced into the uncomfortable position of having to choose. I choose the same thing every year - much to my friends' disappointment. I don't know why they even ask me anymore. I do hate disappointing them. They always seem so hopeful when they ask. And they seem to have such a good time doing it... Maybe this will be the year. Maybe this will finally be the year I put aside my fears and take the plunge.