Stockholm, Revisited

Even though I still have SO. MUCH. WORK. left to do on all of my applications, I feel as though a huge weight has been lifted off my shoulders now that the GRE Subject Test is over. I used to stress about how many hours a day I was studying, if I had enough notecards with me, if I could find some unfortunate soul to quiz me, etc. I'd read my notecards on my lunch break, in line at the grocery store, while waiting for the orthodontist, everywhere. I always had at least two packets of notecards with me to be able to whip out at a moment's notice. Is there a lull in the conversation? Let me interest you in some facts about The Canterbury Tales! Are you at a loss for words? I can recite Elegy In A Country Churchyard for you! But now, since I'm done with the test and have retired the tower of notecards once and for all, I feel anxious when I'm not doing anything. My "reading for fun" moratorium still stands until applications are completely done, so I don't read anything but theory or Chopin. At lunch I find myself at the park with the homeless people, staring off into space and muttering to myself, much like everyone else at that park. I fit right in, except for the whole "showering regularly" thing. I guess the point of this long, rambly, and awkwardly-worded post (how many days hath November? 30? Oh geez) is that I think I have GRE Subject Test Stockholm Syndrome. What the heck am I going to feel like once I'm finally and completely done with all of the applications? What will I do with myself? What will I stress out about? What will I fill my nights and weekends with? Fun? Bah. Maybe I'll try to learn a new language, or get a 4th job, or volunteer a second place, or, well, something, anything! The possibilities are endless...