Commencement Eve

They call this commencement eve, bringing to mind immediately visions of young grads nestled tight in their beds awaiting the arrival of Santa Cum Laude, bestowing upon them bachelor's and master's degrees printed on shiny, laminated paper. I'm feeling tired and intensely retrospective as I continue to prepare for the end of my Syracuse journey. Tomorrow will most likely be a long, exhausting day as I finally graduate, drop off a cluster of family at the Rochester airport, and finish packing my most prized possessions, including my new iPedro (I love him dearly). Wish me luck.