With just a week of classes and four days of finals left, I’m antsy. My attention span has shrunk to the size of a pea and this spells trouble. I still have five finals, a project, a regular test, and a quiz to get through but my attention has been stolen by thoughts of sunny days, and fun times with my family.
Looking back, I feel like this semester has been a whirlwind of ups and downs. I’ve grown closer to some people and drifted from others. I struggled with my anxiety, fell deep into depression, and developed a troubling habit but somehow managed to lift myself up. Most importantly, I’ve learned to let the past stay in the past and to focus on the future.
The end of this semester signals the end of my second year of college, and the end of an undergraduate career for a few of my closest friends. I’m so grateful that I got to know them and I wish them all the luck in the world with their futures. It’s weird to think that next year, I will be in their shoes: preparing for graduation; trying to find a real, grown up job; and testing these wings I’ve been growing.
Until next time,