Fish back in water

Leaving uni has felt how I imagine a caught fish feels upon being entered back into the water. I can breathe again. Instead of frantically worrying about deadlines or reading over and over again books and essays I don't want to read I am writing my books and finding there's not enough hours in the day. My ideas are flowing rapidly and I'm back in the full swing of writing. Three years of neglect has been a torment, a torment I will not go through again. This is what I should have been doing from the very beginning. My first novel is almost finished and once it is I already have the basic plot layout for my next book which I will start immediately.