Questioning the Big Decision

So I've decided to go to grad school. The decision was made awhile back but life has gotten in the way. So I put aside this afternoon to get started on the application. Bleh. I hate applications. I hate resumes. I hate anything that involves defining myself on a piece of paper. (Well, except for this blog but it's not paper, is it.)

In the midst of trying to avoid all this writing, I'm questioning my decision. Should I really go? I know it can only be good for me but what if I hate it? This really shouldn't be a big deal because I'm pretty good at finding the good in anything. And I love being in school and learning so at least I'll have that. But what if I don't get accepted? This is the part that really scares me. I don't know if I can handle that kind of rejection. I know I'm worrying about this in the wrong order. I should first worry about getting the application completed. Then I should worry about being accepted. But most realistically I shouldn't worry about it at all. Just do my best and let fate handle the rest.

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