waiting | what comes next?

In a lot of ways, I feel like I've hit a "hurry up and wait" point.

Hurry up and wait for graduation/convocation. Hurry up and wait for travel. Hurry up and wait for grad school. For French training. For a job. For whatever will come next.

Right now, I'm in a sort of limbo state. And honestly, I'm not 100% sure how I'm feeling about it.

On the one hand: a break is great. It's been a long year, what with a strike, remote learning, student council, working multiple jobs, an internship, French classes, worrying about grad school applications/imminent graduation, and you know, trying (to varying degrees of success) to have a social life.

That's basically behind me now.

One job remains (yay money). The internship has turned into a more formal gig-type setup for May/June (yay productivity). The fall will bring new adventures (yay for getting accepted to grad school). And then there's the small matter of what's happening career-wise, but that's a (stressy) story for another day (mentally, I think I'm resigned to the sub game for next year).

So that's that, I suppose. A weird, free-falling state that also means I'm ever suspended, waiting day by day as I wait for a clearer picture of the future.

There's a lot of question marks and shades of grey lately, but hey, the sun is out and it feels like summer, and that's something to be celebrated.

I suppose in the meantime, it's time to stop and smell the roses.