#4: A Disgustingly Fast 8 Months

I'm about to finish semester 2 of my master's and I'm failing to understand where the time has gone since September. The only barometer I have for the passage of this time is that I'm much hairier now.

I've completed my last classes and my final two assignments will be done in the next week or so. Then a break for a month, final semester doing my final project and then... something?

It's a unique blend of anxiety, anticipation and excitement I'm feeling that I expect most people experience at an earlier stage of life than I'm at. Though with that said, being the token mature student has had its perks in that I've been pretty self-assured about my ability to succeed (not that much though, I get anxiety over ordering a coffee for fuck sake)

So like... what happens after college?

I'm set to start a few freelance writing gigs soon and that's fine, but it would be nice to get a proper, salaried position sooner rather than later with health insurance. These knees won't hold up forever, after all.

It's a sensationally strange experience having essentially had a career, abandoning that disgusting hustle culture corporate way of life for something more interesting, fulfilling and ultimately more creative. I'm excited to see what comes next in this thing that I actually want to do but I'm getting impatient and that's not a good thing.

So, fellow mature students out there who've successfully gone on to do the thing they wanted to, hit me up anecdotes about how you did it because I need reassurance, probably.

Go play Elden Ring xoxo