As a child, I remember summer lasting much longer. As I recall it, summer was like living in a Calvin and Hobbes strip: endless days of play and adventure where anything was possible as long as there was sunlight. Now as I sit here, those days seem so distant they may as well have been lived by someone else. Summer passes in the blink of an eye with hardly a chance to be enjoyed. Where once I was climbing trees and organizing games of capture the flag I am now working and dealing with the responsibilities of adulthood. Of course, one thing that has managed to remain is the trepidation and dread that only a new school-year brings.
Today is my last day before once again becoming a student. It's been nearly a decade since I've stepped into a classroom, not counting the few times I've been a presenter on the merits of comics as an educational tool. Tomorrow I take the first step towards a journalism degree, something that I've desired for years but never had the guts to pursue. I'm standing at the foot of a very long road, the very same road that bested me many years ago. To say that I'm nervous is an understatement.
And though I'm terrified and unsure, I know that I will be fine. I have an amazing support system that will help me get through this, and a determination that I lacked in the past. Behind my fear is an excitement I've never felt before, an excitement that tells me I'm on the right path, that the road I've avoided for years is still waiting patiently for me.
And as for the longing of my youth, Yesterday I bought a much-beloved relic from my childhood: A Super Nintendo. I bought it as a reminder, because I never want to forget the time when my biggest concern was the setting of the sun.
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