Tomorrow, I start the final term of my senior year.
I have never, in all the lifetimes I can remember, been this close to achieving even a 4-year degree, and it took me more like 12 years to do it because that same old restlessness is still with me that I had back when I was Phil.
I very nearly had to leave university permanently in 2008 after some very painful experiences that I’d rather not talk about, and I lived as a dropout for a while which was profoundly unpleasant because I had no degree and no credentials for a better job than no-status labor for minimum wage.
I’m not stopping at a BA either. I’m going for a Master’s though I’ve got that annoying gap year to reckon with. I’m sure I’ll figure out something.