3 Years Later
I'm reading it again, the paper that took over my life for a year. That paper, which taught me words I had never known, and why I should care about quantum theory, and why the heck it's important to keep every single source that you will ever run across. The master's thesis. I haven't touched it in three years, and I thought it relegated to Neverwhere, but then I realized, on this, my eve before meeting my new advising professor, that I should probably know what the hell I've written about in the past.
So I'm rereading it, thinking about how i would write it now, remembering how I used Livejournal as a way to start moving while writing. Everybody I know on Livejournal isn't here anymore, it's just silence and occasional life updates. I remember how this used to be a bustling community, how I loved posting even if nobody read it. Now, it feels like I'm here in an empty room, talking to myself, asking if anybody's still out there paying attention. Yeah, it goes that way sometimes.
But I should start writing here more, as I say all the time, and motivate myself to keep my blog updated. This week is crazy, that's all that really needs to be said.
So, back to reading the thesis and remembering March 2007, when I turned it in and never looked at it again.
So I'm rereading it, thinking about how i would write it now, remembering how I used Livejournal as a way to start moving while writing. Everybody I know on Livejournal isn't here anymore, it's just silence and occasional life updates. I remember how this used to be a bustling community, how I loved posting even if nobody read it. Now, it feels like I'm here in an empty room, talking to myself, asking if anybody's still out there paying attention. Yeah, it goes that way sometimes.
But I should start writing here more, as I say all the time, and motivate myself to keep my blog updated. This week is crazy, that's all that really needs to be said.
So, back to reading the thesis and remembering March 2007, when I turned it in and never looked at it again.