In light of my recent mental state, I thought I would tell you about my briefcase. I don’t know the entire history of the case, other than it existed before I was born, and on the day I was born, it attended University to write a final exam in Spanish literature.
Twenty-five years later, the case went to night school to upgrade high school chemistry. Within ten years, the case had attended two community colleges and two universities, and obtained three degrees including a PhD. This weekend the case arrived via Greyhound, and Monday morning it joined me at my new Uni for a postdoc. The case is nothing if not persevering.
F*%@ you to all those who thought the case wouldn’t make it. (you know who you are)
I apologize for the profanity. Too much Hallowe’en candy - gets me riled up. That, and gossip from old Uni. But, I’m actually glad about being pissed off. I find it’s really motivational and usually followed by a period of great productivity; on several occasions I’ve succeeded just to spite someone else (like when I quit smoking – ah, good times). It may not be the healthiest of attitudes, but it works. I’ve had a few crossroads where significant people in my life didn’t want to see me succeed, and those times all resulted in me becoming a stronger person, even when I wasn’t sure myself that I had the strength to carry on.
Or maybe it’s the presence of my briefcase? Regardless, I’d like to thank all the wonderful, supportive people in my life for being wonderful, supportive people. (you know who you are)
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