There is a sense of calm when you are finished. Just relief. When my friends from my high school journalism class asked me what this experience was like, I told them it's like deadlines week for ten days. That basically shut them up. And to think I want to do this as a career. To have the rush of getting assigned a breaking news article. Put yourself out there by interviewing important people, non-important people, kids, adults, scum bags and angels. And then the newsroom. And the waiting. And the writing. And erasing. The final product. In the real world we'll be doing this on a daily basis. It's draining to think about. I need a nap.