I’m feeling pressured (by myself mostly) to make this the greatest summer ever. It’s the last summer before I graduate, and while I’m looking forward to moving and starting work, it’s a little hard to let go of something I’ve spent my entire life enjoying: three full months to do nothing but write, travel, and have fun.
So I have planned to do all of those things this summer, not only so that I enjoy it, but so that I have something positive to propel me into this last semester.