this semester is done. i'm not.

I walk up to the front of the classroom and hand in my final exam and walk out. I walk through the dirt parking lot, a brown pit of muck from yesterday’s rain, for the last time this semester. I approach my car and I realize that it’s all over. This semester is done. I pull out of the parking lot in a daze, almost numb. I should be on top of the world, like the song I’m listening to says, but I’m not. I have been waiting for this moment since I started but now that it’s over I don’t know what to think. But now that it’s over, now that this semester is done, I am going to accept what it was and embrace what is to come.