Well it’s certainly been a while-a while since I wrote last, but I’m just gonna go with it!
The internship is really getting down to the end here with about a month and a half to go. For a while, I was counting days, contemplating how many hours, weekends, nights, drives to work! I had left until graduation day on September 3rd. I re-read my journal just to see all the things that we’ve accomplished, barely made it through, and successfully Triumphed (with a capital “T”) over since mid-January.
Then, I realized, Christine, counting days? Really? That’s so…negative! And my inner voice was totally right, whadidya know? Counting days is like building up the end date in my mind, it makes every day until graduation worse because it feels like an eternity until the next day begins. Does that make sense? It’s like when we were kids and we made those red and green Christmas-count-down-link/chain things out of paper. It made Christmas day this highly anticipated event, and then when it came, and went, it was like, that was it?
So until graduation, I am vowing not to count days, not to look at the automatic countdown timer on my Mac. Instead, I want to enjoy each day as it comes and really savor the last bit of the internship. Believe it or not, inner self, there is an end to this thing and you will have appreciated the whole thing in hindsight. (I talk to myself sometimes. Don’t worry about it. We’re cool with it. Haha!)
Not just in hindsight…heck, I knew that in foresight before I even began it in January. Yes, it’s been a hard and long road. Yes, I’ve had battles with others, friends, parents, us (me, myself and I), but it’s all been worth it.
Isn’t that what we always say in the end?