Last things

As I’m packing up all of my things from the past four years, both literally and metaphorically, I’m having a hard time letting things go. Not that I’m having an emotional crisis every night, or that I think my “Glory days” are over, I’m just

at a point of utter disbelief.

I’ve accomplished all that I could, done everything that a senior in theatre could do, achieved so much, but I just don’t believe that it’s over in a week. I just don’t. This is simply passive denial. 

I’m working on a senior speech for our annual theta alpha phi banquet. I’ll post it when it’s complete. 

I am starting a new journey. I should start accepting this.