In two weeks, the phrase "today is the first day of the rest of your life" will actually mean something. The big gray question mark of life after school.
The amount of work I have to do won't follow the reliable schedule of bearable in September/January, busy in October/February, insane in November/March.
No more writing papers, or going to class.
Most of the people I know will move away.
It's such a massive concept to wrap my head around. The question "why should I get out of bed today?" has had such a clear answer for so long.
When I took a year off after my undergrad and went backpacking in Southeast Asia, I didn't like not having a clear answer to that question. Most days, it was "because I want to eat a mango in a hammock."
I'm not sure how applicable that experience will be.
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