To my mind, there is no lonelier day than the Monday after graduation. There's a kind of emptiness and sadness that no amount of 'hooray, it's summer!' thoughts can fill. Of course, in a few days I'll be excited about the long break and eagerly diving into new research and reading, and by mid-summer I'll be looking forward to meeting the Class of 2013, but the first 24-48 hours after graduation is always a very depressing time for me. You'd think that after almost two decades years here I would be used to it, but I don't guess I ever will be.


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