I am rounding the corner of my second semester at college, and the time could not be passing any slower.
Some of my friends are already in route home, and I am stuck here for 20 more days. I still have two presentations, one paper, one essay and two finals to conquer before my summer begins.
I need a break.
A break from stuffing my head with equations and information only to spit everything back out onto a paper in order to “assess my academic abilities.”
How do I take a break?
I work out. I journal. I read.
But no about of hour long breaks will ever be able to distract me from how close the summer is.
I can almost feel the movement of the ocean’s waves touching my fingertips as the warm breeze kisses my skin.
I can imagine myself taking in the rays of the sun while immersing myself in an entirely different world through an endless lists of novels.
In 20 days I will be able to do the things that make me happy, and have a 3 month break from the intimidating and dense expectations that will shape my future.