Bring on the change

You’d think I’d be able to cope with change by now.
Having grown up in a military family, we moved around every few years, and I constantly had to deal with changing friends, changing homes, changing schools, changing neighborhoods …You’d think at the age of 21 I would be taunting change, provoking it to do its worst as I am about to embark on my last year of college.
Change, however, couldn’t be more evil at the present time.
Next semester, I will be out of my comfort zone. I won’t be working at the paper, I’ll be living in a new place with new people; I’ll have a new job, and I’ll actually have a car (well, that part is a good thing).
I’m worried, to say the very least, that I won’t be able to cope with all these new challenges. It sort of feels like I will be starting college all over again.
The fear of finding an actual career is always looming, and I hope I figure out what I do want to do by the time that day comes around.
Or I could just suck it up, roll with the punches and find the silver lining.
Either or, bring on the change.

-- Caroline DeSanctis
Managing editor