May. 7th, 2003

shadowsong: (angel in fire)
i just turned in my last paper ever.





this feels very strange.

so now i need to pack up, get a copy of my transcript from the school, pick up extra grad tickets, find someone who'll drive me to powells, return some catalog clothes, update my resume, say good bye to people, and try not to lapse into gibbering panic.

"does one always feel a bit lost, the day after a battle?"
"yes. even when you win."

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