In one year, I'll be *this close* to graduating.
In one year, I'll be saying goodbye to friends from the first day of college.
Friends who have become some of the most important people in my life.
In one year, I'll be starting the rest of my life.
I'll be responsible.
Ready for adventure.
In need of prayers.
But today, I'm writing fake proposals for a program for married couples.
Today, I'm wondering where I'll be working this summer.
Today, I walked through the rain without an umbrella because mine is buried underneath a pile of papers.
Today, I bought some microwave oatmeal to eat with peanut butter, because I'll be living on someone's living room floor for the next week.
I'm buying gel pens because it makes note-taking more interesting.
dying to get out of class because it's the last one.
and I'm relieved to get that grade back, finally.
planning to go to a concert with my friend, just because.
prepping myself for a big job responsibility next fall.
thinking that this was the hardest semester, ever, but worried because yes, technically, it could be worse in the future.
Priorities seem so set-in-stone right now, but soon, I'm a-guessing that they'll be changing.
What will make next year easier or harder? What will make me ready to graduate in a year and a week?
I sat at lunch today with Evelyn and Stasia, two friends from freshman year, and we bemoaned the fact that we're growing up.
Is anyone ever ready to start the rest of their lives? Probably not. So I think I'm just as ready as the next person.
Come at me.