My last day of class is Dec. 10. Yesterday I turned in my last major writing assignment aside from final projects. On Monday I took the only mid-term test of my grad school career. I’m feeling good. I’m feeling like I am going to make it. It has been harder than I thought it would be on some days and in some ways, but things have always turned out better than I expected.
This morning I was talking with some friends and I realized that starting next month I can make plans without worrying and wondering how I’m going to fit them around my classes, my homework, or Micah’s schedule. I can just do things. Simon and I can go the library, the park, the store on a whim, without having to hurry because I need to be back to get ready for class. Micah and I will have every evening to spend together. We won’t say our hellos and goodbyes of the day as we swap Simon on the train platform. We can spend our time helping others rather than always being the people who need help.
I know I still have a few weeks left, a few assignments to do, a lot of books/articles/texts to read, but I feel so free already.