“Have fun this weekend!” says my fellow intern.
“I will!” I say. “But first I need to figure out how to take off my intern hat and put on my adult hat!”
She looks bemused and I mentally kick myself. Of course an intern can be an adult. She is an adult. I am an adult, regardless of title. But it feels different.
This weekend I am headed to Washington D.C. to attend the Federalist Society Student Leadership Conference. I am thrilled for the opportunity and all the people I will get to meet.
Yet if I am honest, I can’t help contrasting this trip with many other visits to D.C. And I feel much less adult.
It is silly, stupid things that aren’t worth listing, but it all comes down to the contrast of traveling for work and traveling as a student to a student conference. The last time I traveled as a student was the summer 2014. In hard numbers, not that long ago. In Amy’s lifetime, forever.
While a poignant contrast for me, this feeling probably isn’t much more much than pre-travel angst. This weekend will be awesome!