Its so close. Close enough to let the daydreaming back in, because it's not a distraction. Instead, the daydreaming is a planning session; it would be irresponsible not to daydream at this point. Do you know how the feeling of getting there is sometimes better than when you arrive? I don't think it will be like that this time, but the getting there is still getting good.
One more paper, one more project, and that's it. The rest of my life can begin again. I don't really remember what I was doing before, so I can pick up from wherever I want. I could finish it all today, if I really, really tried. Part of me is cheering on, the other is hesitating. Are you ready to start something great right away or do you want to take your time and really consider all the possibilities?
Sometimes I had to just look up from the paper--whether at work or school, and write a note to my future self. These are the things you missed, these are the things which are important. Next, devote your time to these things. Get what you want back, savor it, jump in lakes, and rejoice.
This may be obvious and unnecessary to say, but I am proud of myself. Proud of ignoring the internal pressures which told me I was too late, too busy, too far gone. Soon, I'll have proof of my hard work in my hand, able to stand up tall, and articulate my reasons. My education will always be an important and relevant part of who I am, and from now on, I am something more than I was this time last year.
It is hard, it is daunting, but it is worth it. All of it, even this part and the last part. But, the next part especially. And it is so close, I think I'll finish today.