It is a nerve-racking experience to be finishing school, especially uni. It is the beginning of the rest of your life. Sure, every day is the beginning of the rest of your life but some more defining than others. Finishing uni and venturing into the world has to be one of those more defining beginnings.
I was once embroiled in my own thoughts. (What does this word even mean? Yikes! Embroiled…) Yes, embroiled. I was stuck in my head with absolutely nothing to do but think. Watch as my mind wandered, sometimes giving it direction. Yes, this is my definition of thinking.