Fall semester is officially over and now I only have one more to go before I graduate.
I’m nervous and excited, but at the same time so anxious. There’s a feeling that every moment could be our last chance doing something. Our last break together, our last trip, our last deadweek (though ptl for that) – there’s pressure to make senior year fantastic and memorable.
I want to step back and remember that it doesn’t matter if it’s our last chance to something today – it’s about enjoying the moment and not pining for tomorrow:
less “grasping to get there” and more just being “happy to be here”.