The Graduation Dream

It was the night of my graduation. I had come to collect my present or diploma. it was late and I wasn't wearing the uniform. Everyone else looked at me with certain airs of disdain and apathy. They knew that I never followed the codes or pre-stablished guidelines and still I had come to the same podium they've come. I was also deserving of my tittle and recognition. I felt worth it, even thou I didn't enjoyed the acceptance of everyone, I still had their tough love.

I had come to receive a gift. I saw all my books filled with words in strange arrangements. My writing was diagonal and there were a lot of hieroglyphics. Bold writing in diagonal that mirrored each other. Much of what I had written on those pages had been written in another world or at least in another time.

Then came the time to receive my right of passage. It was a blank book. The story continued and I was ready to become myself.

This happened on Monday, 16th Jun, 2014.