Five Stages of Graduation Teaser: Fourth Stage: Depression

Now, five weeks out and what I thought would be my ticket to life turns out to look more like a speeding ticket. See Exhibit A of living for tomorrow, racing through the last of my care-free years. So now there’s these five weeks. It’s time to meet the finals: the final procrastination session, the final final, that final minute of care-free life. An inevitable end draws near. Where am I going? Who will remember? Who will still be there? There’s only time.