The world doesn't seem to be in an state of breathless anticipation. People are not biting their nails on the street corners, waiting to see what happens. Strangers are not coming up and offering me their sympathy and encouragement.
No matter how much evidence I get, part of me is still thrown off by each new proof that I'm not the centre of the universe.
(Stay tuned - in a few hours, I'll let you know how my dissertation defense went.)
[Update: After a pleasant conversation talking about all the interesting stuff I've been doing over the past 5 years, and why it's a valuable and important contribution to the body of science, I have passed with corrections. Wahoo!]