Countdown

Surprises pop up just about anywhere. Unexpected gifts. Coincidences. Fate-d experiences.

I remember what I felt one cold night. Thinking how graduation would change so much about my life. So many things that have become comfortable--set class schedules, carpool trips, sleeping late for papers-- will no longer be the life I lead. It's the final countdown to maturity. And as I literally watch my childhood run on its last legs I begin to embrace the joys of the future.

Older people have told me to relish what I have now, while it lasts. Perhaps the idealism they too felt at the novelty of earning their own pay check has faded away. They tell me work isn't as perfect as I picture it to be. Things are tedious, montonous tasks that do nothing to fulfill the yearning for education. Work is Work. 

But in all honestly, all I want to do is say good bye to college. I want to make this rite of passage happen. now. Yes I know it won't be easy. I have to deserve the pay. I have to wake up early, stay late. I have to be a slave to schedules. But nothing is ever easy, we all have to deserve what we get, and waking up early has always been a part of my life. 

I'm not so scared now. I'm in advent. This waiting for the culmination of things fillls my spirit with tranquility. Somehow, I don't know how exactly, I know will be taken cared of.