Beginning to an End

Tomorrow is my last first day of school. I will be beginning my final semester as an undergraduate college student. Never again will I review my class schedule over and over again and plan how much time I need to get to each class from the previous one. 

I'm on the brink of everything I have known for the past 17 years and a very unplanned future. In less than 5 months everything is going to change. I think it will be exciting, and part of me is really ready to graduate college and experience life beyond a strict class/homework schedule. But I'm also going to miss school. Going to school is a pattern I've been used to nearly my entire life and something about its consistency is comforting. There's always a class to go to, there's always an assignment due, a paper to write or a test to study for. It's the same thing over and over, and while that may seem tedious or boring, it's the exact opposite. It's always been the one constant in my life while everything else changed. 

So I'm sitting here reflecting on the past 17 years and trying to figure out my next steps when my comfort blanket will inevitably disappear in a few months. So here's to the beginning to an end. I guess the most I can do right now is relish the consistency while I still have it.