I have already landed myself in a ball of stress and ongoing to-do lists, and uni has only started back this week. I couldn’t even tell you how this happened, but it did.
Along with that, it is now the time to actually knuckle down and think about the long-dreaded, not-so-far-off future of employment (at least that’s what I’m hoping). I could be signing myself up for a much more hectic semester than I had planned. So many questions that go unanswered. No certainty anywhere. And that definitely scares me.
What if I choose the wrong job? Or I miss out on the right job? What if I’m simply not as good as I thought I was, and don’t have any admirable skills?
But along with all the stresses I have great excitement for what lies ahead. Not just because I may finally have enough money to buy new clothes and build a savings account. I could end up doing something I truly love. A job where I look forward to going to work each day. Where I can be challenged and taught. I guess this is all just the reality of life.
Rant over. But, you know, if you have any grand words of wisdom, feel free to share.