Once again, I have been guilty of having strangely twisted expectations for myself, and led myself to believe that I am doing much worse than I really am.
I was afraid for a short time that I was in danger of failing a class. Failing as in C-, which in grad school, counts for zilch. Upon visiting the professor in office hours, I was informed that I am "nowhere near anything like that happening."
I wish sometimes that I had a button that I could push that would make me see everything objectively... Holding myself to high standards generally treats me alright from a motivation point of view, but during times like this final week of school, it would be nice to just
Chill
Out.
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Sometimes those deep breaths that seem to slow things down and plant perspective are the most difficult to reason, to make time for, and usually prove to be the most fleeting. They are also the most necessary.
Here's me wishing you Zen.
-TMc
Such is the life of a grad student.
Just remember to Slay on, and all of thou enemies will lie in pieces before you.
SLAYAAAH
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