The Ending of a Journey

In May 2018, I could possibly graduate college and finish my undergrad. At first, I was under the impression that I wouldn’t finish in four years but sometime this past week I decided to see how many classes I have left and I came to the conclusion that I can graduate next year. After realizing this, it put things into perspective. I probably need to figure out what the hell it is I want to do for the rest of my life. I’ve been constantly thinking about it and I think I’m going to try and do an internship I’ve been looking at for one year and then go to graduate school. Trying to figure out my future is incredibly overwhelming and it makes me nervous. It makes me nervous for the future, of not knowing where or what I am going to end up doing. I’m taking it one day at a time and I have faith and hoping that I will figure it out. I cannot believe I am almost done with my undergrad, I have one more year. The possibilities are exciting and they also make me a little nervous. I just want to be sure that I do something that I truly love to do. I want to be passionate about what I am doing. I want to make sure that I am doing something that brings me happiness and helps me grow as a person.