When I hit 18, I thought I was over it. I'll lecture and write academic papers, fiction, poetry... That sort of thing.
Since university started again for the year, I have been doing a countdown on Twitter. Until about half an hour ago, it was more along the lines of "YAY! Only 215 days to go!"
Thirty minutes ago it hit me.
I have 215 days left of university work.
215 days.
I have no idea what I'm going to do after that. I want to do a Masters, but it depends on my grades and my motivation. I could write fiction and poetry, but do I have the talent for that? Is it something I could realistically do? I could write academic papers, but again, do I have the ability to do that?
I feel better for sharing all that. I have no idea what I will do, but I know that all of the Really Very Exciting Things will continue, but it does feel weird that I will soon have my degree and the rest of my life begins at that moment.
On a lighter note, there are only 68 days until Christmas.
Enjoy your week!
E