Last night at 9:51, I graduated from college.
I attached my freshly finished paper to an email addressed to my instructor and stared at the screen. Christian was standing next to me.
“Send it,” he said.
“I can’t believe it,” I said.
“Can’t believe what?”
“Can’t believe I’m done.”
“Want me to click ’send’ for you?”
“Sure.”
He clicked it.
Then we celebrated in the traditional way—
We went to Target.
