In past years, I've managed to justify not taking graduation too hard by telling myself that I'm closer to more people in a younger class, so it's easier to say goodbye than it will be the next year. Or, at least, that I'm closer to more people who will be leaving Philly from the younger classes. Even if this all wasn't strictly true. But that logic doesn't work anymore. Not only is the class I started Penn with leaving, but only 25% of the people there my senior year will still be there after this Monday.
So I had a couple last dances tonight, reprising good times of the past 4 years. And I gave some goodbye hugs. There are a few of those people whom I don't know when I'll see again. I can trust that it will happen sometime, but I don't know when.
A few people (okay, just