Some pretty legitimate risk analysis.
Hot Metal Bridge, South Side jail trail.
Barring I become the recipient of a generously endowed scholarship and am suddenly financed to continue into grad school, today was my last first day of class. This time 18 years ago, I was off to my first first day of class. Today is the end of a phase and the only consciousness I've ever known. The ticking of the days is almost audible it's moving by so fast. I went tostudiowentona10mibikeridewenttothesisprepandmadeapacttotakemyleedexams all in one day. Just like that; an indiscernible streak of a day. I can feel myself crossing a threshold into unknown space. I'm overwhelmedexcitedapprehensivehopefulscared. It's taken me almost 2 decades to get here and now I'm feeling rushed.