Today I took a baby step.
I had a little free time, so I went to the coop, climbed up their crazy stairs* to the third floor, pulled a book off the shelf, and plopped my little** butt down on the floor, and started to read.
About graduate school.
I'm definitely not ready to apply to clinical psych grad programs this year, but I'm ready to start thinking about going through the process next year. It's a little overwhelming, so starting early seems to make a lot of sense.
I can totally do this. Right?
*It has always seemed inefficient to me that they make you walk through the cafe just to get to the next flight of stairs. Alas.
**My butt and my jaw are the littlest parts of me. Perhaps that's more than you needed to know. Alas.***
***Alas is apparently my word of the night. Alas.