I've headed back to T Street a few times now, mostly to continue helping Brian with his house. Also to pet the cats. And to bake a soupy pie with Meg.

I am excited about my future. Still intimidated and worried, sure, but excited nonetheless. I'm making friends in DC who seem open to the idea of my living with them after I graduate, provided that there's room for me. So that's cool. I'm also starting to seriously look at jobs, and there are several that look promising. DC is totally the place to be for the types of jobs I'm looking for in the environmental field. How fortunate that I already kind of live here.

("Intimidated and worried about my future" moment: I was writing an email to one of my professors to ask him for a recommendation. Suddenly, a wave of Oh God, I'm graduating and leaving for the real world and WHAT AM I GOING TO DO? washed over me. I totally teared up a bit. No sobs, mind you, but I do believe I let out a dramatic moan.)

Working on my resume feels a bit like picking at a brick wall, but I think that's just because I've stared at it long enough that it's all blurring together at this point. I emailed a copy to my mother. I'm hoping a fresh pair of eyes will help.

Future, future, future. I guess it is that time of life, isn't it?