Just like the first day of school…

In doing a little research for this post I realized I am midway through my 22nd year of school.

At least eight months of the last twenty-two years have been in school. That is approximately 88 percent of my life.

Holy shit.

But, as I am less than 12 hours away from beginning my final semester — much like I was each previous semester of college — I still find myself anxious to begin classes.

I’m anxious for a “new” beginning. New academic challenges, new classmates, new professors, new projects, new sleep schedule (AMEN!), new everything. I have so much planned aside from academics this semester there are a lot of things to be anticipated about.

I graduate in five months and I have never been more anxious to begin this semester than I have any other.

Anxious, just like the first day of school.

Except this time I won’t lay my clothes on the floor in preparation for the morning, from the t-shirt to the underwear down to the socks.

Class at 10 a.m. Let’s roll.


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