destiny delivered to my spam folder

i open up my spam folder to find an email from superiorfakedegrees: "we specialize in realistic, novelty degrees! we customize!"

my problems are solved! now, i am not only a high school graduate, i am a college grad!!! i'll leave this town under an assumed name, bourne identity style, and become who i want to be. i'll hit the road, man. get a job in each city i go to, stay for a year or so, and move on. when i am tired of so much train travel and alone time and meeting strangers (i know, it doesn't seem possible to get tired of such things) i will settle down and use some money i have saved to establish a ceramics studio. i will sell my my plates and bowls and cups and urns, and when i have the time and extra money, i will work on my sculptures. i will paint all of them in such dizzyingly bright colors, and they will hold scenes from my travels; the empty bus stations, the empty wallet, the empty heart.

the phone rings, dinner is burning, the dog is barking, and my finger moves to the "delete" button. another fantasy dashed away...