It's hard to believe that in just two shorts weeks, I will be moving into my new apartment in Milwaukee, Wisconsin. It's even harder to believe because I will be on vacation for most of those 2 weeks! There is so much to be done and to prepare for in what feels like so little time.
As much as there is to do, I don't think that I have been this excited for something in a long time. I keep telling people I feel like it's the week leading up to Christmas. At the risk of sounding melodramatic, this is what I feel like the last ten years of my life have been building to. My earliest memories of seriously considering becoming a lawyer come from middle school, and now here I am, a mere three weeks away from my first class.
It's hard to express all of the different emotions I'm feeling regarding this move. I'm sad, of course, to be moving out of my childhood home for what very well may be the last time. I'm excited at the thought of moving to a new city to pursue my ultimate dream. I'm anxious about the workload coming my way, and the thought of my new lifestyle.
However, the excitement overshadows any negative or anxious feelings I have towards this move. This leads me to believe that I'm truly following the path that was made for me. During the past couple of weeks, it wasn't uncommon for me to suddenly feel overwhelmed with gratitude for where I am in my life right now. I just came off of my best year yet at a school I never thought I could love as much as a do, and I'm headed to a beautiful apartment in an amazing city to start my first year of law school.
It all seems so surreal.
As much as there is to do, I don't think that I have been this excited for something in a long time. I keep telling people I feel like it's the week leading up to Christmas. At the risk of sounding melodramatic, this is what I feel like the last ten years of my life have been building to. My earliest memories of seriously considering becoming a lawyer come from middle school, and now here I am, a mere three weeks away from my first class.
It's hard to express all of the different emotions I'm feeling regarding this move. I'm sad, of course, to be moving out of my childhood home for what very well may be the last time. I'm excited at the thought of moving to a new city to pursue my ultimate dream. I'm anxious about the workload coming my way, and the thought of my new lifestyle.
However, the excitement overshadows any negative or anxious feelings I have towards this move. This leads me to believe that I'm truly following the path that was made for me. During the past couple of weeks, it wasn't uncommon for me to suddenly feel overwhelmed with gratitude for where I am in my life right now. I just came off of my best year yet at a school I never thought I could love as much as a do, and I'm headed to a beautiful apartment in an amazing city to start my first year of law school.
It all seems so surreal.
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