Is it real? Seriously. Am I really supposed to walk across a stage in three days to receive a master’s hood?
It doesn’t seem possible. Classes just ended and it has been nearly two weeks of playing, sleeping, and repeat. It’s been a fun two weeks of avoiding the inevitable reality that I will be moving in less than a week. That I will no longer be a student. That I will no longer call the Twin Cities my current home. That I will be in a continuous state of transition. Again.
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| yes. those are the christmas cards I received still hanging on my closet door. I like the photos of people I love displayed, even if it isn’t seasonally appropriate. |
My family begins to arrive on Saturday and on Sunday morning I have a party of 18 dear-to-me people who will celebrate my graduation with me during a brunch before the commencement ceremony. I will walk in my robe [picked up ominously yesterday afternoon – robe with wonky sleeves] across the front of Central Lutheran Church and complete this four year journey.
[enter cliche line about looking to the bright future]
there's no place like gnome. 
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