tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2171294815895801587.post5911384046704031600..comments2023-10-22T13:06:32.952-04:00Comments on Organizing Grievances: Grad School Ruined My Life: Part Onewobbliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13840385151170176977noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2171294815895801587.post-8849163605387563852013-08-13T07:18:08.747-04:002013-08-13T07:18:08.747-04:00I identify with this post very intensely and feel ...I identify with this post very intensely and feel like I am in good company with this crowd. lex dexterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02984338384931444324noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2171294815895801587.post-60124555754846534482013-08-11T09:38:29.414-04:002013-08-11T09:38:29.414-04:00I know what you mean, sister. Is it a function of ...I know what you mean, sister. Is it a function of getting older, set in our ways? Is it a function of being out of academia? Or is graduate school just a great time where you meet people who are exploring and thinking and talking and struggling and accepting and sharing? I think that is part of it. <br /><br />I think of this as I start solidlife 2.0. Where are friends going to come from? I'm too me to introduce myself to new people. I have no interest (right now anyway) in making new buds. I know a lot of people in this boat. We're in mid-life. I'm trying to remember that I am lucky to have what I have and to find ways to reach out to old friends. <br /><br />Yay OG 2.0!solidcitizenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13153943943448956803noreply@blogger.com