Four Days Left

I can't believe after all this time, I only have 4 days left until I have my MBA! I don't think I ever thought I'd really follow through and finish it, but yet here I am. It's scary. I'm excited, don't get me wrong, I'm ecstatic, I'll have a life again, I can enjoy my summer (when I'm not working at my normal job or waiting tables at the Bulkley House). But this means transition. I'm comfortable. My life has its pattern right now.

I used to be good with change. I used to embrace it. Am I just getting old? Is that it? I don't know, maybe just comfortable. (I probably shouldn't have used "comfortable" twice, but it's accurate). Two to five hours of sleep a night, unending stress, no time for anyone or thing in my life, so maybe this isn't so bad, right?