I woke up at three in the morning, partially because I was sharing the bed with my little sister who had decided to sleep sideways in the middle of the night. But also because I couldn’t stop my brain from worrying about graduation. Once it started, the incessant thoughts kept fluttering about making me nervous for the coming event. There were so many inconsequential things that I kept worrying about. I kept trying to get myself to remember is that at the end of the day, the diploma is the only thing that matters. Everything else that occurs during graduation will be nothing but a blur of the distant past in many years to come.
I think the fact that the end is coming is hitting me quite hard right now. I am counting down the hours until tonight. High school’s over. While I’m glad for so many reasons, it’s sad thinking about how a chapter of my life is coming to a close. Oh god, I just sputtered out yet another awful cliche of life. Sigh.
On a semi-brighter note, my sister Victoriya, made me a Linger-themed graduation present in honor of Shiver‘s upcoming sequel by Maggie Stiefvater.