Cool sweat trickles down the small of my
back. Hands trembling with both nerves and
anxious anticipation. Four years of stressful nights and
exams. Of papers and papers and papers. Of early
morning classes and late night study sessions. All
culminating, building, creeping to a breaking point and a
single piece of paper.
Standing in line, money in hand and a future being
prepared to be handed over on an almost weightless
degree. Excitement, eager anticipation, nerves – I’m
And then your name appears on my phones screen and
allows me to let out a long-held breathe. Everything will be
OK. Everything is a little less scary.
I type out a simple response: I miss you too,
with the realization flowing over me.