I am excited, very excited, about Journalism right now. I am doing well in my class and look forward to learning more about the subject. I can see a possible career, a possible future for myself.
It's kind of like the light at the end of the tunnel. It's there and it is bright and inviting and freakishly scary. It reminds me of the scene from A Bug's Life when the one bug says to the other, "Don't go towards the light" and the other replies, "I can't help it" and gets burned by the bug zapper.
I feel like that second bug. I can't help but go towards the light even though it's scary and unknown.
Yet unlike that bug, I don't have a choice. Time will bring the future whether I like it or not and that speeding train is going to smack me in the head, head on. So now I have the choice to either stand there like a deer in the headlights and get squished, or I can jump on the train and enjoy the ride, bumps and all.
I think I'm going to go with the jumping.
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