Endings

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№: 19

307.2021

And it's almost as if I left through the back door. The sense of escaping what I knew to be how things were supposed to end. How are things supposed to end? With expectations forcing actions into predefined paths. Of all the ways that I imagined my four years of college turning out, I didn't think that they would turn out with me not graduating on time, with no job, and staying over at a friend's place for an extended period of time. The overwhelming feeling last Spring after having finished the semester was the that of defeat. Now, as has been a couple of times before, it's more of indirection. What do I want to do in life, what kind of job do I want to pursue?