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Day Three Hundred and Sixty Three:  The beginning of the end

As I sit down to write this I recognise that this marks the third last post of my very long project and the beginning of my last semester of my undergraduate degree.  These things used to scare me, but now I am just…excited.  It is thrilling to be starting new adventures, it is, it’s so amazing to get that feeling when you’re doing something for the first time.  Like the first time you kiss someone, or the first day at a new job.  But the best feeling in my opinion is when you finish something.  The satisfaction alone is…beyond any other feeling.  The feeling of accomplishment trumps all.

We all have piles of notebooks half full and that  summer candle project you started last year that’s sitting in the back of your closet half finished, that novel that began kind of okay but took a wrong turn and a laundry list of things that never got done.  Some things are okay not to finish, but it always feels good to be done.

It is also intimidating. I mean, where do I go next?  Do I start applying to jobs in the city?  Do I apply to interships abroad like I planned?  Do I move to BC for the summer and broaden my Canadian horizon?  Where do I go?  There isn’t a google that can tell me what I need to do with my life and this has become very frustrating.  Yes, it is true that finishing things is good, but the preparation for the next start is terrifying.

But I’m ready, and that’s all that needs to be said at this point.  Cheers to endings!

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