to teach

i learned this semester that i love to teach.
i never thought twice about it before, just that it might be fun.
but now i love it. like, i really really love it.
and now that i'm done
i'm really sad.
i feel like i have nothing to give anymore.
change in routine has always been hard for me, but i feel like the adjustment to not having a class anymore will be especially difficult.
and i can't do it again next year, because i'll be gone :(
that's part of the problem with being me. i finish things so quickly, that i often don't have time to enjoy them completely and fully. first high school, then my freshman year of college, and now just college in general. why was i so eager to finish in 3 years?
i mean, i know why. i didnt want to burden my parents with tuition, and i knew i couldnt pay for tuition myself. so, the simplest solution was to finish fast.
and the plan was to finish before my mission, which now, will obviously not happen within the next 60 years.
i'm only 20 years old, but i'm married and a college graduate, but i feel like a kid still.
weird.
anyway. i guess what i was getting at is that i still need to work on not rushing things. i swallow things before i can fully taste them.
i need to savor.