Cliche About Time Flying By

I just finished enrolling for my final semester of college. Holy crap. I'm just going to type that up again so I can make it a little more real->

I'm coming upon my final semester of college.

My heart jitters as I read that each time. Or maybe I'm just really hungry and my body is being fussy about it but I'm choosing to see it the more romanticized way. I don't know what I will do this summer, or where I'm going. I tell people I'm going wherever the jobs are because that's as honest as I can be about it. Because the truth is, I really don't know. There are still so many things that have to happen and tentative plans that have to find their roots. But I do know what I would like to happen. 

I wish I could spend more time investing in this blog, but there's no use in moaning about it. If life has taught me anything, it is that such ease or surplus in time will never come. So I'm going to enjoy what I can!

More tomorrow (eventually*)

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