done. but not finished.

Done…but not finished.

These are words my friend Blaine offered yesterday about graduation. They couldn’t feel more true.

Yesterday, I walked. It’s official. I have a long black robe and the fancy cap made famous by the gentleman on the Yahtzee box. I have a diploma (or at least a piece of paper promising me that I’ll get one if I passed my spring classes). I have a beautiful black, red and white hood. I have photographic evidence that I walked across the stage.

I am done. And it feels ridiculous to say so.

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