In the spirit of this project, I’ve been brainstorming six word memoirs of my time at Swarthmore for work. So far I’ve come up with:
“dorks everywhere! never been so happy”
“I learned to love my belly”
“School funded film about dancing tampons”
“They say, ‘Wait til college.’ They’re right.”
These are sort of rosy … maybe I’ll write a more cynical series. Ones for my actual life would be even harder. I could write one for Mr. Ben, who is finally getting sworn into the New York bar tomorrow morning: “After 3.5 years, attorney at last.”
ETA: More cynical ones:
“Four full years of sensitivity training”
“Blissful navel gazing in ivory tower”
I was going to say give Ben a congratulatory hug, but then I realized I can do it myself in about 2 weeks! can you give him a pre-hug for me?
i will! and we are so excited to give/receive real hugs in a matter of DAYS.