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This morning I sit in the cold morning air. It hangs over me.

When I sit in the confines of Azusa Pacific, even in the cold air, I feel safe. This is why graduation seems so scary and so far away. How am I supposed to find a job in the real world, with real people, and real ideas? I have been thinking in the theoretical for so long that I am not sure I can do it.

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