Everyone knows the feeling.
When you reach your goal, when you finish what you started, and when you make it all the way to the end. When you feel like you accomplished something, when you know that there's nothing left that needs to be done, and when you don't need to worry about it anymore. We all know what it's like to be done. No more loose ends, no more little details, no more effort required - you're all set. It's awesome.
The best part about being done is that you are free to move on and do other things. Being done with your homework means you get to go hang out with your friends. Being done with your job applications means you don't need to worry about filling out tons of forms. When you finish sleeping, you can get up and live another day. Everything in life happens in a linear, cause-and-effect sequence. Do this, get that. Finish this, now you can do that. Being done means you are progressing through that line. You are being productive, and are on the way to producing more. It's a never ending cycle in which people are proud to be trapped.
Conversely, often times when in the middle of something, people feel tense. The only thing they feel might be anticipation, a desire to make it to that point where they are done. Some people have mixed feelings when they are nearing completion. Yes, they will be done and can move on with their lives, but they will never work on that thing that they completed ever again. Think of a final draft essay that you just handed in. You're done. No more room for corrections. You just sent off your paper, and unless you feel like changing it around after you get your grade back, you will never change a word on it again. It's carved in stone, and you threw away the chisel. People get bothered by that, but some things don't have second tries.
Still, there is a feeling of serenity when you're done. One less thing to worry about in the endless string of things to worry about. We will just keep getting bombarded with tasks and missions in life, but we will still feel like we are going somewhere when we get them done. We've made progress, and that's all that anyone can ever ask of us. Let's do our best to make them, and ourselves, proud.
...I'm going back to school today.
Thank you to all of the people who have read even just one post on this blog. I had fun writing it, and I hope you had fun reading it. The month sure went by fast, but these posts served as a way to keep the thoughts trapped in those speedy seconds here for anyone to see. Some memories disappear fast, but I am glad that this will be able to stay here for a long, long time.
And with that, everyone, One Month of Words is done.