Why is that whenever we come to the end of an era, we are constantly rushing to find what’s the next big thing? We never sit down and reflect on what we’ve invested so much time and energy into. Moments gained, experiences and stories shared, meeting new people, and ceasing new opportunities that you never could have imagined there were doors to.
Today was the last day of my third internship in college, and it gets weirder every time. Aside from the fact that I’m still wondering why I’m working for free, closing chapters are always so bittersweet. It’s the best feeling in the world when you know the next step in your life is approaching, but nothing’s scarier than attempting to predict the actual part to come. Life is all about playing your next chess piece, it doesn’t get any more more simple than that. Which ever move we make, always has repercussions that either positively or negatively influence our lives.
Summing up this interlude of thoughts to be less complex; when another door closes another will always opens. Even if it takes longer than you are expecting it to, opportunities are preparing themselves for the perfect time. Everybody around me keeps telling me how timing is everything, especially when events are not happening at your leisure. The inevitable of chapters coming to an end will never cease to exist, but the power to see and cease your opportunities could.