End of the line

Today was the last day of class. As I said to my second section, such endings are bittersweet: I'm happy to see them succeed, go forth, move on...but I'll miss them. They're smart, fun, for the most part hardworking. I'll miss them, every one of them special to me in some way.

This week's been a surreal one: I've been riding a roller coaster of research ups and downs over the past 48 hours, and that's eaten up most of my time.

For what it's worth, the end of this semester couldn't have come too soon, I'm going to enjoy the few months of busy but unstructured time I've now got coming to me.