Commencement Rehearsal

Sea of chairs.
Standing around in our spots. Time feels long and a little boring, but not unpleasant.
Tomorrow, when the kids (graduates!) walk off the stage, my job is to give them a gift.
No one knows what the gift will be. It’s a mystery.
But probably it will be a pen.

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