55 days and counting

Mood: tired
Happy thought: lights at the end of tunnels

Today was the first day back to school from break. I only have one class on Mondays and it's a capstone class so it's only seniors, so the professor definitely pointed out our shortage of weeks left. She might have gotten a bit emotional about it since she's known most of us as writers and students (including me) since we were freshman.

That moment made things incredibly real. Like... I've always been aware of graduation, obviously. But being on the other side of break is insane. It's all going to go so quickly. The last three and a half years have been the "click-click-click" up the roller coaster and now we're plummeting.

But, much like a roller coaster, it's terrifying and fun and, in the end you walk away totally fine even if you convinced yourself you were going to die.

So I'm looking up :)