I’m free. I’m finally free.

What am I free from?

Why, it is the tyrannical grasp that was the second semester of university this year. I am finally free and now I can do whatever I like, such as become enslaved to everything else that I need to take care of at the moment.

Huzazah!

My last exam was today. It was just me and the course coordinator. We stared each other down, doing the things that we need to do.
Well, I actually just sat the exam and the course coordinator was there. What a champ he was.

Also, I curse thee, food poisoning. Curse thee for postponing the inevitable. I could have had this all done last week so my panic would have ended sooner as opposed to later. Oh well. That’s the way that the things go sometimes.

Well, now I am at work, typing away and finding myself feeling quite relieved, let me tell you.

I am so relieved that the sense of relief that I am feeling is relieving in and of  itself.

I don’t know what to do now.
Right now I am on a break for lunch, typing away and feeling relief.

Summer semester will start very shortly. That is not going to be much fun, but that’s the way the cookie crumbles, as they say.

Or do they?

I do not know what they say. Let us pretend that that is indeed what they say. It will make me feel a little bit better in this instant. That is a good thing, I think.

I cut through the branches that have blinded me.

I walk through the forest, at one with myself, seeking the ocean that lays somewhere in front of me. I crave the feeling of being under water for brief periods.
I crave the waves.

I look beyond the forest and only see within myself, toward a future unknown that sits over the hills, beyond the horizon blue that carries the wings of destiny upon themselves to another dawn that will always corral the brave toward it in order to bring the destiny forward unto the future respective of the left angle to the right.

Now I really have no idea as to what I am going on about.

It’s safe to say that I made that all up.

It is also safe to say that I’m feeling pretty happy about  how everything went.

I don’t want to fail and yet I’m not worried if I do, for it was an intense semester.
I probably should have done a lot more work than I did, but I didn’t. I still think that surviving working whilst doing four subjects is a minor victory of sorts.

There’s probably others out there that have it far worse than I did.

Well, with all of that being said, I guess I should get ready to get back to it.

For now, the future that is the sphere of pushing forward awaits my opening eyes.

The time it took to write five-hundred words: 06:08:25

The course coordinator for the course this exam relates to really is a champ.

Not the worst thing I’ve written, not the best either.

Written at work.