I'm usually excited to turn the page on my monthly calendar, but today is different. I find myself in a sort of limbo, a place where the past forms one big blur of nostalgia and the future is, well, questionable at best. I've grown accustomed to the past four years of college life where each semester led predictably to the next like a transcontinental train ride with stops only for winter and summer breaks.
Yet here I stand in this confusing place called Seniorland not knowing what tomorrow will bring. It's rather unsettling to say the least. I might be up for the occasional surprise, but one thing's for certain: I've never been much of a fan of ambiguity. Guess that explains why 80% of my wardrobe is either black or white. I don't do well with shades of gray.
As I place my mug of tea atop my desk calendar, the month of September stares back at me asking, October has arrived, what are you really afraid of?
I'm afraid to admit that I'm ready to let go.
What happens when I do? Guess we'll just have to wait and see.
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