I make school look good.
Yesterday was my first day of graduate school! Major huzzah. My first (and only class) of the day wasn’t until 4:00 so I had some time to reflect on what it was like to be back in school.
Ultimately, I am excited. Yes, there is some fear (it’s been over two years since I intellectually dialogued about literature) and apprehension, but more so, I am excited to be back in the classroom–as a student. Remember how I earned a degree in elementary education? I hardly do. I can hardly relate how wonderful it feels to be in the academic setting as a scholar, not as a woman wanting to pull my hair out (or set it on fire) while running after kiddos and thinking about two weeks worth of lesson plans, all whilst wearing sensible shoes. No. Thank. You.
As I sat through my three hours of Southern Literature I thought, I know this is where I am supposed to be. Ever since last spring when I was experiencing anxiety starting with my morning coffee and lasting until tucking myself in to bed at night, I have felt that things are coming together naturally for Charleston and I. The city is fantastic, the school and program are just what I was looking for, my assistantship with Illuminations magazine is just what I wanted (and didn’t even know it) my apartment is tipp topp super, and I am feeling that everything is just how it should be.
At this time last year I was starting to think about the possibility of graduate school. Now, I’m here! It’s amazing the way that things can come together in only a year.
A Broad At Home 