Facing a heavy blow to my academic self-esteem, I concentrate now on a brief moment this afternoon when all seemed well with the world. I felt unburdened and hopeful. I remembered Graz for the first time since stress crumpled those memories into tight wads at the bottom of some figurative trash bin.
All the things that have happened since then have sent me on a maddening trip of introspection and serotonin.
So maybe I'm not a Wunderkind. Most of them are crazy anyway.
And, Free Hug Guy gave me a hug today--awkward, but needed.