Chapter Forty Five

Counting the days off the calendar has probably become a habit of mine every day I wake up. I have never done this my entire life, even when I was almost graduating because it felt like it was unnecessary, or maybe because I was pretty much busy with complying with my requirements that I couldn’t really track the days anymore—and when I woke up, it was graduation day already.

The anticipation for this one was different—I didn’t have a lot to do and I had too much time on my plate, so I was well aware of the days that pass by. But then, even if I knew what was bound to happen, it still felt surreal that I had to remind myself every day that it’s true, and I was not dreaming.

Honestly, I knew I was scared—it felt scared thinking that I might wake up one day only to realize that it’s all just a dream and the calendar marks disappeared because, apparently, I have been daydreaming—and I’m still living paycheck after payc