This week has definitely been an interesting one to say the least. I finally mustered the courage to cut my losses and stop the pursuit of artificial glory. The road to becoming a master of mathematics ends in glorious defeat.
For the last year I've been attempting to write a thesis in mathematics and it has been a particularly trying experience. I was a very gifted undergraduate student, and so I was encouraged strongly to pursue graduate studies so that I could be a professor. I was on top of the world when I graduated, and my success seemed inevitable, or so I thought.
Three years later, with no masters to show for it, I have decided to cut my losses and start a new journey. A piece of paper is not worth my peace of mind.
I have no idea where I will go from here, but having fixed ideas about what I should be doing is not overly productive anyway. A simpler life has been in order for some time now, and I am enjoying it so far. Might as well tee it high and let it fly as the golfers say.
If my tea drinking journey has taught me anything, it is that a sense of adventure and a willingness to slip way outside of your comfort zone can go a long way. So on I will go with tea in hand and see where the wind takes me. Bon voyage!