Joy

What I'm doing: Eating lunch and relaxing.

I turned it all in today. It was something to look at those piles of papers with my name on them. I had expected to feel relief, but instead, I feel joy. I know that it's not over, and that in a little over a week I will be trembling in my dress shoes as my committee members grill me and poke holes in my beautiful thesis, but right now, I am simply happy. I feel pure, unadulterated joy. If I was still capable of doing cartwheels, I would do so. Unfortunately, I think I would probably break something.