the freeway slowdance

The Obligatory Graduating-Soon Post

I had a dream last night about leaving the job I've held for four years (also, secretly playing the Contrabass and sneaking around underground tunnels. you know how dreams go sometimes). And it's a weird feeling and I thought it would be appropriate to post something about the fact that I'm graduating in June and how different things are going to be. Make some sort of insightful comment about how life goes on, something cheesy, you know the sort.

Except that I don't really have anything to say about it. It's just sort of out there, looming, on the horizon, like a big pink elephant or whatever that saying is, and at the moment, I'm just sort of looking at it, thinking "Man. Now that. That is a big pink elephant." but there's not really much else to say about it as it's just sort of there and there's not much anyone can do, or would want to do, about it one way or the other. Big pink elephants are not to be trifled with, and you're less likely to get injured if you just sort of nod and tip your hat as it goes by. But by no means look it in the eye.

... I suppose some analogies are better left unsaid. But that's pretty much how I feel about the whole graduating and leaving San Diego thing. It's a sort of weird "Well shit." sort of feeling. And that's all I really have to say about that.