It's Tuesday morning. Erica was enjoying her Raisin Bran and Simply Orange OJ in the dining room and nothing seemed to be hurried or forced... so I leaned against the sink and admired it for a moment.Just a couple of weeks and she'll be graduated and ready to begin the adjustment to life sans frantic pace. The real world doesn't require you to earn two simultaneous graduate degrees, work a 24-hour week for nothing, hike people's food and drink around on a Friday night for tips... all the while trying to be a person with a family and friends. It's funny how they always say that school prepares you for the real world. I'm not sure how realistic that is.
I've certainly never had the frequency of all-nighters that I was warned about. It turns out that when you don't work in a steel mill of a design studio, they actually care about you more than money.
So, as out-of-whack as everything is at this point, I'm sure that life will soon be returning to somewhat of a normal state. And then again, there is a wedding to plan.
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