I’m terrified of graduating. I’m depressed about having to leave everything I’ve gotten so used to in the past 4 years here. I’m nervous about starting a new adventure. I know I shouldn’t, but I just want to take a month off to just relax and recollect myself. I wish I knew what I wanted to do with my life. But I have no idea. None at all. And that’s what scares me. I hate the unknown more than anything. I can only wait and hope for the ideas to come to me or the opportunities to just magically appear. Yeah, it’s a bad plan, but it’s all I got right now.
