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I’ve read that no one knows who is responsible for this quote.

I bet the reason for that is because there are a million (more probably) people out there like me who would sort of love to smack him or her in the face for managing to put into words the way it feels to have everything and nothing wrong at exactly the same time. I’d like to imagine we’ve all experienced this at one point or another—you know, that slow, insidious anxiety that accompanies pretty much nothing but manages silently to thoroughly wreck all of your insides—but maybe, hopefully, it’s just a blessing bestowed upon the select few of us who get to flip out and wretch with no one to blame. Maybe it’s just a special feeling for us crazies.

I graduate college in two days, and very, very soon after that I will enter into a month (more probably) of flux and change and upheaval and uncertainty. I’m fortunate enough to have a job lined up, and I am grateful for that every day, but I still don’t know where I’m going to live, and I don’t know where I’m going to be at the end of next week or even the end of Sunday. It’s all very unnerving and  I have yet to decide in which way. Am I excited or terrified? It’s both, I’m both. 

There are a lot of reasons that change is good, I’m sure, but looking ahead I can’t predict whether this part of my life is going to be a time of change or changing—to me, one is more of an overhaul, and the latter implies a more continual shifting. I guess in the end this distinction means relatively little because it all sort of makes me uncomfortable.

I’ve also been told, however, that this is going to be the best time of my life. On va voir.