Oh my goodness.
I realized a couple of days ago that I have just about two months before this is done.
I am terrified.
It's been such a chaotic, stressful few years that I'm not sure what will happen when it's over. I'm starting to feel bereft already, and I'm not even close to being finished with all the essays I need to hand in. Weird.
Granted, it's not as though I plan on re-joining the real world just yet, but it will be very very very very strange to finally have a degree after all these years (and yes, I realize that last statement could constitute counting chickens before they've hatched, but let's try to remain optimistic for my sake).
In the meantime, if you should need me between now and May 4th, I'll either be at work, holed up in the library, or in a corner somewhere crying and attempting to work out how long it'll take me to get my trucker license should this all go tits-up.
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