Two hours late, but I can't really complain about that. The weather was having a temper tantrum last night, so I expect that it's pretty gross out there. I'm just so glad I don't have to be out there in it. But, enough about the weather.
And so it begins, the final countdown, the march towards the light at the end of the tunnel, the beginning of the end. Am I really ready for this?
I mean, sure, I've been waiting for this for... well, forever. The Day I Graduate College. But then what? What am I going to do with myself? Go work at the family restaurant? Maybe do art on the side? I guess; it's a job, right?
Ugh, too much to worry about. Too much to think about. I think, for right now, I'm just going to crawl back into bed and enjoy the delay. Ah, warmth.
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