Three more months. Three more months until my personal deadline, my birthday, July 24. If I’m not done with uni by then I’ll just say screw it and run off to an island in the sun somewhere. Or maybe not. As stressed out as I am right now, whenever I allow myself to relax and just look forward to August when all of this will be behind me -I avoid thinking about it too much for fear of jinxing my luck (I’m not kidding, sadly)- a new kind of excitement comes over me: I will be done and I will be free to do whatever I want. Whatever I want.
And I bet it will have nothing to do with economics.
Stop neglecting your dreams. They’re the only thing you should be going after with just about all the power you’ve got.