The end is near.
Less than 48 hours and I will be 100% done with my degree.
This does not mean a whole lot.
Maybe I have mentioned this but I will continue to work as a gopher.
Maybe a raise?
That would be nice.

I learned a good deal of information during the course of my undergrad. I grew a lot.
And yet I still feel so unqualified for the next, 20? 30? 40? 50? 70 years. Which is fact a good thing.
If I felt qualified for the rest of my life then I must have been severely under educated and quite foolish.

Life is learning and growing and changing and becoming.
I don't want to microwave my life.
I prefer to spend my life waiting.
Food marinated and cooked in an oven smells better and taste better.
That kind of food is made with love and is full of fragrance.
I want to be a damn good meal when I died.