I cannot believe that school starts back up on Monday. Monday! I think I am ready, but mostly I’ve been in denial.
I’m back home, of course. I got here yesterday, and I’ve spent my time being productive. Mostly. I’ve gotten so much done today already that I almost feel as if I should be able to do nothing for the rest of the day. But really, I ought to spend at least a couple hours on Greek. Or perhaps a couple of hours crafting my thesis statement and outline. Or both.
One more year… One more year, and then they kick me out of the safety bubble, into the real world, where I have to find a job and a place to live by the time I graduate or else I’m homeless. Not that I’m worried or anything. Or maybe I am, ridiculously, as there is nothing to be done this early on.