and so it is. The end of the three years journey in NUS nursing. Not sure what I am feeling now, or what I should be feeling. Maybe I'll feel more when commencement comes, or I maybe I have already lost the moment of feeling anything about the end of the journey. It had been a nice trip, knowing new people and struggling much along the way. Not sure if I come out finding my identity, or that I am more lost in the disguise. But I'm out.
Three years.