What never ceases to amaze me is how the cataclysmic events of our lives unfold so unassumingly. Yesterday morning I woke up, I put a black robe on over my dress and walked across a stage, shook a hand, received a slip of paper, and now I am a college graduate.
It's that simple.
Yet I come home after the ceremony, lay down in my bed to sleep the sleep of accomplishment, and I can't drift off because memories of the past five years are pouring through my mind, and I can't stop them.
I am in the throes of nostalgia.
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