December 10, 2008

Mush

Two meanings seem to apply at this particular moment. A description of my brain as well as the encouragement to go faster, as is a dog team. Final exams make sense form an academic point of view but end up having a far greater consequence then simply assessing a student's learned knowledge. They ensure that you never forget you are in grad school and your last memory of the semester is dull and humbling. Being on a tropical island certainly helps the situation but in some ways it makes the contrast more apparent. I have seen 84 and sunny for eight months and will be going home to winter. I missed spring, summer, and fall. I know that's just the way the ball bounces but my perception of a home to go back to is slowly fading. I've been living in so many different places since high school that I have less and less to go back to. It is no longer a perfect little picture of close memories and friends. The friends have moved to every corner of the globe and the memories are fading.