Still, I'm conflicted. As well as wishing to throw on the brakes, part of me is calm and feels ready. My capstone course is back on the schedule, as if just for me. And while I still have a few more required classes to get out of the way, looking over my journalism track, I have accomplished everything I set out to do. Granted, there are still some loose ends and things to tie up, but I'm so close to being done. I'm comforted by the fact that I dove into my Undergrad career seeking journalism, and that I still love it (although it does drive me bonkers sometimes). I'm going to be fine, and I'm going to like whatever job I get.
I just feel the future is rushing at me like a freight train. I don't know what's going to happen. I'm not really afraid, it's just kind of bittersweet. I wish I could hit pause.