I gave myself a talking to the other day. I said "Dominic, you've finished your degree now."
"Yes," I said. I did alright too - got a 2.1 with minimal effort. It would have been a first if I'd been allowed to do straight english because, as it turns out, I got a first for the literature segment of my joint honours. The linguistics dragged it down.
"So," I said, "What are you going to do now?"
"Well there's Edinburgh, and then stuff after that will probably crop up."
"Yes but what else?"
'Oh shit,' I suddenly thought, 'He's absolutely right. There's still so much to get done!'
So, I made some resolutions, giving myself till next summer to have made some good progress on:
1. Learn a musical instrument (probably fiddle and get better at piano).
2. Brush up my French.
3. Get my Russian up to the standard of my French.
4. Travel somewhere cheap and interesting - the Faroe isles?
5. Secure some funding for writing, etc.
All reasonable things to aim for that better me as a human being. Can't say fairer than that really can you? To avoid procratination is the key, of course:
"To crown my thoughts with acts, be it thought and done."
Macbeth, Act IV sc i