After 21 years of schooling (from pre-school to university to college) I didn't get the weird feeling that apparently everyone has when September hits and they don't go back to books. Perhaps it was because I left to London and it felt like a considerable change anyway. However, I think its hitting me now (eight months later) that I am no longer and no longer will be a student in the foreseeable future.
Perhaps its because April was associated with a state of flux for the last six years. Often I had no guarantee on a job, was doing interviews, was trying to study and hoping to enjoy the outside weather as friends moved back home for the summer or to a new place. Now - everything is concrete (steady job, steady friends, etc). And it feels strange. Where are my angst tense feelings about everything being in uncertainity?
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