Commencement Season

In several seconds, my last full day as an undergraduate student will be over. No more dining dollars, no more 200-person lectures, no more bumping into complete strangers on Locust Walk. Nostalgia isn't the proper word for what I feel right now. It's more like this intense desire for time to stop moving, for the sky to crack open and deliver me a few more minutes of this sort of youthful, carefree, time. After this, it's 5-year reunions and 5'oclock shadow. Loans and light bills.

Oh well. All good things come to an end. Everything has its season. Hope the UK is ready for the kid.