So I graduated. I thought I'd have a feast when I would, but it was extremely different than what I had imagined it to be. It was allright, I guess. I didnt feel anything different; no butterflies in the stomach; no excitement; no rush of blood. I just came home and went to bed. Altough when I woke up around 9PM, I had sweat on my temples and the neck, and had this feeling of extreme content. I just laid there watching the ceiling for who knows how long, listening to the silence. My shoulders felt so relaxed and light.
I thought about it again, and a grin crawled up on my lips. I think that was it. It was this smile that I worked so hard for. I had achieved it.
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