In the last quarter of my senior year, with 200-plus units under my belt, it is time for me to go. Out of high school, I knew I would be going to college. I really had nothing to worry about. Life had a clear purpose and direction. Now everything is ending again, only this time, I'm not quite as sure about what's going to happen.
Graduation seems so final.
This is it. This is where the road ends. Even though I'm trying to get into graduate school, it seems like the future is so uncertain - a far cry from this time of year five years ago. And it doesn't help that everything else is ending either. The National Hockey League is ending its season.