Senior Year

While talking about a high school senior the other day, B mentioned how when you're a senior you can get a little full of yourself. And I agree, you were a little arrogant, you were the top of the school and on top of the world. The same thing was true when you were a middle school "graduate." Maybe then you were a little scared to be going on to the big bad high school but, really, how scary was EPHS? It was nothing about which to worry. But now, for the first time, I am facing the reality of being separated from people whom I love.
I have moved once. To a house about an eighth of a mile from my first one. I have never known people that I have had to say goodbye to so completely.
That's why, I think, graduating college does not make you feel like you're on top of the world, ready to conquer what's next. It's more like all of a sudden that comforting, soft, beautiful Oriental rug that you've relaxed on for so long has suddenly been ripped out from under your unsuspecting feet. Your feet knew that you'd have to get up off the rug eventually, but they're not ready. They don't have socks OR shoes on. They're caught out in the cold, doing that hopping, trying to keep the feet warm on the cold tile thing...
Better get bundled up, feet, the rug is inching away.