If Only One Could Come Back to This Quiet Place

I went to Longwood on Wednesday.

My brother Sean is still there, and it's only an hour away from Charlottesville, so when I have the afternoon free, I like to go spend the day there. This time I got to catch up with one of my favorite professors and meet with my thesis advisor who, luckily enough for me, teaches at both Longwood and Hollins. And of course, I got to spend some time with Sean.

I learned two things on Wednesday.
From my advisor: I'm a lot further along with my thesis than I thought I was.
From my old professor: I don't have to know what I'm doing with my life just because I'm in grad school.

You just have to keep doing what you're doing and let what's supposed to happen, happen.

So I got some tea and sat down to read.