Yesterday was my first official weekday as a graduate. 

School started...and I was not there. 

I woke up early, went to work, went to a yoga class, walked the dogs and then came home and job searched

I am learning to accept that I am in a transitionatory stage, and that's okay. 

I don't know what job I'll get, when I'll get it, where I'll be living or what I'll be doing a year from now. 

I don't know if I'll be in the same city, state or even country as Nate come summer. 

I don't know what's going to happen. 

But I'm learning to be okay with that.  This is where I am now, so I need to just be here, as uncomfortable and awkward as it is.  

Last Thursday I finished class forever, turned on Somewhere Over the Rainbow, hopped on my bike and road out onto the cold streets of New York never to return to Washington Square Park as a student again. 

Then Nate drove in to celebrate with me. 

We made tacos with lots of guacamole and then he took me to Veniero's and we came back and sipped tea and split a canoli and a red velvet cupcake. 

The sudden realization that my formal education is over is has been met with this sudden sense of responsibility to continue to learn.  There are no more assignments, or textbooks, now it's completely up to me what I devote my time to, and that, to me, is so exciting.

I've been reading everyday, starting new books, revisiting the yoga sutras, reviewing my giant teacher training binder.  My goal is to sit down and read at least half an hour a day.  

I'm really excited about this.

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After bike riding 6 months in a neon green helmet I got for free from the department of transportation, I decided to invest in this awesome thing.  A nutcase helmet!

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On a more embarrassing note- people deal with stress in different ways. 

And lately I have been dealing with stress in a somewhat unconventional, somewhat psychotic, but healthy way:

planning my future wedding. 

RELAX. 

I am not engaged, nor am I at all close to being engaged. (Hence, the psychotic part!) 

But as embarrassing as it is, looking at wedding dresses and cakes and locations and reading articles soothes me in a way nothing else does. 

I will get married one day. 

When and to who is yet to be decided, but until then I am allowing myself to indulge in the totally unpractical, completely ridiculous task of planing my future wedding.

So, there you have it, life post-graduating isn't that bad!