In one week, I will be a college graduate. I have post-graduate employment lined up with a company that I absolutely love. All of this, and I'm only twenty-one years old.

I'm excited to begin my professional life. I have a mother and father who love me enough to allow me to live under their roof. I love them so much that I'm excited to live with them. I love them so much that when I move out, I want to be close enough to visit them weekly, at minimum. My big brother is my best friend, and his girlfriend, my sister. I couldn't be happier if I had dreamed up my own reality. I pity the movies. My life is the stuff of dreams. My life in more than I ever deserved.