Sixty-Five

Day Sixty-Five:  Things to take away

Something about the busy-ness of my day has kept me going until this very moment.  About an hour ago I was sitting across from some old friends drinking a martini talking about Europe and life and so many fabulous things.  All day I’ve been on the hunt for a good conversation, and I’ve come across a variety of different, unique, troubling ones but also some good like that of an hour ago.  My eyes, however, have decided to only half work, and so this will be short.

Today has been busy but good.  I got a lot of things done, lots of books ordered for research lots of people seen and things done.  Tomorrow is another very long day, but the evening is full of a whole lot of nothingness.  I’m not sure if I should do some research or start reading for next week so I can relax a bit or what, but I will figure that out when I come to it.  It is time for me to just say goodnight to this entire day.

Tomorrow morning is course selection for my fourth and hopefully final year at university.  Choosing courses has always been so exciting, but very stressful.  Tomorrow will determine the Fall semester that begins the end of my Guelph career, and although I’ve loved it here it cannot come too soon.  I like being a student enough, it’s just….I’m ready for something else I think.  The “real” world. 

So I’m ending this earlier than I would on a normal day because I could talk for hours about my future and next term and what I want with life, but I’ll just say this:  Tomorrow looks bright, the summer looks even better, and the fall is the damn beginning to the end.  That’s what’s getting me through, that’s what’s keeping my eyes open, that’s what drives me.  My internal drive is stuck on “the end” so much that I feel like a faux-French film:  Fin.

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