I just got home from taking my last academic test ever (as far as I'm concerned. Maybe someday I'll see fit to pursue more education, but not for a long, long time). Last night was my final presentation. I'm done.
It's a surreal feeling. It's scary. It's liberating. I'll no longer be able to hide from the real world under the label of "student." I'll actually have a career (once I find a job...). I'll finally be making "real" money.
It's strange to be at the top of the proverbial mountain I've been slowly climbing these past twenty-plus years. Looking down at my past and my future spread out below me and stretching toward opposite ends of the horizon, I expected to have a moment of triumph, complete with Rocky-like stance.
Instead, I feel nothing but a sense of wonder and dizzying vertigo.