This month I finished my BSEE. So glad to be done. I enjoyed the subjects, teachers, and peers... but now that I'm done I realize how the financial and time investment has been weighing on me.
Over Christmas several relatives asked me if I was going to take it easy or relax now that school is done, and I surprised myself with my gut reaction: "no way, now the fun begins!"
I've been running hard for four years with a metaphorical (and often literal) sack of books on my back, and now I can set them aside. But instead of using this time to catch my breath or rest, I see it as a chance to really exercise these muscles and see what they can do.
It is strange for me to feel this way, because four years ago I would have taken the rest. I didn't have this fire urging me forward like I do now. Not sure if it's the perspective afforded by experience or age or what, but I like the feeling.