The other day, as I walking the ground floor corridors of the Mackimmie Tower, the strangest thought occurred to me. Strange because it snuck up on me; strange because it’s been 23 years since the last time I had this thought; strange because I’ve been so buried in books and assignments and reading and discourse and group-based machinations that I just wasn’t ready for it.
The end is actually in sight now. I mean, this time next year I’ll be finishing it up.
There’s one month left of this semester. My last assignment is due on April 15th and this time (thankfully) I have no exams.
So this morning I’m going to write a few blogs to get warmed up, then I’m going to hit the office and hit the books.