For years I’ve been assuming that when my final semester of college finally rolled around I’d suddenly feel that dread all my friends and classmates talk about, but I don’t. Or maybe I just don’t yet. But I do feel something new, something extremely powerful. For the first time ever in my life, I’m going to be unattached to an institution!

At least for a little while. I don’t know what kind of a job I’m going to get (or at all) yet… But I was sitting in E-Projects and my class mate Becca was sitting at one of the computers corresponding with an art museum in the UAE and we agreed that something about finishing school and having never done anything fancy like a semester abroad, time off, or a travel course produced an intense impulse to try and work abroad.

“All my friends are everywhere else anyway,” she said.

“You can, like, be. Somewhere else. DURING SEPTEMBER. FOR ALL OF SEPTEMBER. OH MY GOD YOU DON’T HAVE TO LIVE ON A SEMESTER BASIS,” I said, mind blown.

“OMG I KNOW!”

Woah. WOAH.