Tonight I attended the very last class of my grad school career. It was sort of anticlimactic, being that I haven’t really loved this class and have been anxiously awaiting it’s end. I still have one more paper to write for it, but then I’m home free. The thesis is all but done, save some final editing and formatting (that also feels sort of anticlimactic. Maybe that’s because I don’t feel like I can relax until it has the final signatures and is submitted for binding).
I do believe that this has been the quickest year and a half of my life. In many ways it feels like I just started this program. However, there is also lots of very real proof that it has been a labor-intensive process (the thesis for one). Much of the evidence is intangible, like the fact that I now comfortably call myself a writer and feel really comfortable with that identity. There is also the fact that I have learned that I can write on demand in a very coherent and readable way.
I will never, ever regret going back to school and getting this degree. I actually rank it among the top three best decisions I’ve made in life (along with going to Whitman for undergrad and moving to Philadelphia). It’s also nice to be at the end of it and moving on to lots of cool, new stuff.
If you’re in the Philly area and want to help me celebrate the fact that I’m graduating, come out to National Mechanics on Saturday, December 15th at 8 pm. A good time will be had by all!