Chapter 2: Anxiety

So things are really starting to get down to the wire. If we weren't staying another year, I honestly have no idea what I would do with myself. I feel so weird that after two weekends it will be time to "walk." That term really does sound so doom-filled. I like that our society makes graduating sound like we're heading toward the electric chair-- time to walk. Yeah, we "walk," but then what?... we cross a stage and shake someone's hand. It's not the end of the world. Life actually does go on. But only because we will all be back for another year. What if we had to actually leave? What if we had to "walk" away completely? What if it was 2008? To be honest with you all... it's too hard to think about. As excited as I am about having a classroom of my own and decorating it like a huge homo, it will be nearly impossible for me to leave you all and begin a life away from our swamp. All I can say is... Thank God for Gator football and Saturdays!