The Times, They are a Changin’

Two days a week for two years I ate frozen burritos at my desk for dinner.

I spent Sunday afternoons and many  week nights with my nose buried in a book, vision blurred from too many hours of staring at a computer screen.

I typed approximately 1,438,893,201 words about scientific rhetoric, the publishing environment, marketing plans, budgets.

I spent approximately 1,294,398,312 minutes procrastinating.

On Tuesday, I proofread my final paper and hit send.

I’m at the end of a big game, and I’m running through a tunnel.

“Hey, Susan! You  just finished your master’s degree! What are you going to do next?”

“I’m going to Disneyland Hong Kong!”

(No joke).