Call me crazy, but it officially feels like summer is over. For real.
T minus 3-ish days until my year two orientation, and the start of another year. Undoubtedly, it'll feel like summer never even happened.
I've said it before, but I'll say it again: I'm incredibly conflicted about this year. Excitement in graduating, sadness in being done, stress in what comes next. It's hard to reconcile myself to the fact that this current trajectory is nearing completion, and it's time to find the next path to follow.
I've also come to understand that some of the professors I'll have this fall are (if word of mouth is to be believed) less than stellar. So we'll see how that goes, I suppose.
At least, this week, I only have a couple of days of work, and orientation to contend with, before a four day weekend. And, my classes don't actually start up until September 13th. Who knows, maybe I'll feel better once I actually get information about what I'm teaching, and with who.
It's a strange time, this transition period. And, though it will inevitably shake out in my favour (as things do tend to work out in the end), it's still a little sad. In some ways, I suppose it's best to sit with that notion for a while.
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