Sometimes, The Indignity Is Worth It
I remember my graduation from NYU's MFA program in the Spring of 2002 like it was yesterday. I crossed that stage as fast as my Prada shoes could carry me, eager to receive official documentation of what I'd known all my life: that I was a Master. (A Master of Fine Arts, technically, but why split hairs?)
It wasn't until the next day that the panic set in.
It suddenly dawned on me that I'd been a professi