On two counts I think I have good news. Perhaps I’ll finish up school soon and in the meantime even get a little something to put on my CV.
I’ve been mistaken before, of course. And time is not stopping for me or for those explicitly supporting me.
Life’s been good otherwise. I’m pretty disciplined about reading and writing. (The only time I get angry with myself is when I don’t read carefully. I’m not aiming for progress in pages.) And there are lots of people around me who want to meet up, do interesting things and ask serious questions.
Still. Comfort isn’t a substitute for getting what you’ve been working towards. I can’t wait to share with you some better, more certain news.