You can kind of feel it in the air when the semester starts to wind down. When you realize that finals are just around the corner, you start to reflect on the semester. It absolutely flew by, as it always does.

I really can’t believe I’ll be starting my junior year in the fall. Only four semesters until I graduate, and knowing how fast time flies, that’s almost a scary thought. I know I still have time, but the thought of going out into the “real world” is a little frightening. I feel like college is the perfect blend of being able to be an adult and yet still be a “kid”.

For now, though, I’m trying not to worry about life after college. If I stress too much about the future, how am I ever going to learn how to enjoy the present?