Hello, senior year. How do YOU do?

Well, I am official. I have filed my graduation card, I know my way around campus - which doesn't matter because all but one of my classes are in the same building-, I feel old, I don't know ANY of the names of the freshmen's names in the department, and, let's be honest, I may or may not EVER know them. I'm sitting at one of my favorite spots in the coffee house I spend too much time at, and I am currently researching Edward Gordon Craig and his work with the Moscow Art Theatre. I've been doing this forever... or at least it feels like that. I'm convinced I've been doing this for forever... and then it hits me: this is it. I have 9 months left of this thing. Then, I'm done. I'll be employed and not worried about the stacks of homework that are sitting in the chair next to me that I am currently politely ignoring. This time next year, I won't walk campus. I won't be going to welcome-back-these-are-the-new-policies meetings. There won't be Common Grounds waiting for me to get out of class and come take a seat and pour over research for hours. There won't be college, just life... and to be honest, as bright-eyed as the new kids are as they walk to their first ever class as a college student filled with fear and anticipation, I think I'm finally ready for it to be over. I've loved my time here and I'm so excited to be blessed by another two semesters here in this place that has been my home, but I'm ready to try new things and be surrounded by new people and new locations. So, today, on this last first day of school, Baylor, you've been good to me, let's have a good time this year. Be kind to the freshman - be gentle with their bright eyes. Be kind to the seniors who have mere months left to call you home before we become the next alum and we will love you back and fling our green and gold afar - to light the ways of time.