The Interlude: Part One

I needed a break from the last few quarters. I was more than a little stressed. Comprehensive exams, finals, thesis approval, office politics, and life itself became one big fat swirl of stuff. I don’t think I’ve ever had some much pressure at one given time. My own need to succeed mixed the fear of failure, which is a bitter pill to face. Mind you, I know I can succeed, but then there’s that nagging voice in the back of your head telling you that you may not succeed. You cannot suppress this voice. You must conquer it. Needless to say I struggled for a while.

Here we come to my interlude. My break between classes, where I felt it best NOT to get too caught up in my academics, but let my brain come down from the highs and up from the lows.