I didn’t quite get it. I didn’t get how exhausting it would be, but only in the good ways. Working a lot is something I am used to; still this is different. Actually planning things ahead and knowing when I need to step back and rest a bit. Not putting too much stuff into one week. Priorities mean so much more than ever before. “No, I can not do EVERYTHING.” I actually have to tell myself that. It does feel good though; growing and learning but trying to not become an adult too soon. Only making room for, not even the good stuff, only the great.