Late November, and the weather is just turning cold.
Dusk comes early, blurring the edges of crisp, bright days.
Dusk comes early, blurring the edges of crisp, bright days.
The new year is fast-approaching.
Can't believe how fast. A semester nearly gone.
Have I got my sea legs yet?
Yes and no.
Can't believe how fast. A semester nearly gone.
Have I got my sea legs yet?
Yes and no.
These days I ask myself, how can I push past the ceiling of my current understanding? What improves the speed and efficiency of thought?
Practice.
Practice.
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