Where I was a year ago

I was on the road, going from Oklahoma to Little Rock, Arkansas.
It was humid, very humid.

Not going anywhere

It's that time of the year.
When everything comes to an end.
You know what I'm talking about.
The feelings you go through at the end of something great.

This year is different though.
At this time of the year, for the last five years,
it's been the end of a chapter.
Be it high school,
work (twice!),
leaving for year abroad,
leaving my year abroad behind.
But not this time.
This time my end of exams (yay!),
the packing up of my room,
the farewells to friends.
It doesn't mean the end.
It just mean I'm going to be gone for a little while.
For a couple of months,
and then I'm back.
Come September,
and I'll be back in my dear England again.
So it's a different feeling than normally.
But it's nice.
It's very, very, very nice.
I should do this more often.

Where I drove a year ago

A year ago I was driving through Kansas, admiring the landscape and realising we were in the Bible Belt.

The relief

And just like that,
with one last effort,
I am done with my third year of university.
Which means, I guess, that technically I am no longer an undergraduate.
I'm a graduate. Kind of.
Weird.
But oh what a nice feeling.

Where I was a year ago

A year ago I spent two days doing absolutely nothing in a suburb to Denver.

Two more to go

I have two more exams to go. One today, and one tomorrow.
And then finally I can say that I've done three years of uni and is done with my undergrad.
Until then, this is my state of mind:

Where I drove a year ago

Today, a year ago, I was in four states.
Started in Idaho,
drove through Utah and Wyoming,
and ended up in Colorado.

The photo is from Wyoming.

Where I slept a year ago

A year ago I did not crawl into bed as I was about to fall asleep,
instead we pulled over the long, empty road somewhere in the state of Idaho.
We hung blankets over the windows,
and we actually slept like babies.