In response to peer pressure from one of my coworkers, I have begun revisiting my undergrad thesis. How that thing got the grade it did, I do not know. I am deriving far too much pleasure from ripping it up and putting it back together again to be dissuaded from her suggestion to stay in town and apply for more school.
There is a compelling argument to be made for applying for a funded masters program. To sit around all day reading and writing and to be paid to do it? Sign me up!
But, if this comes at the cost of staying somewhere that makes me unhappy about the changes in my person that have resulted from living here? I don't know that that justifies the offer.
I have once again been reminded that it is my not very secret passion to get a masters in English literature, possibly a PhD, and teach. Happily train young brains how to write research papers and pull apart Shakespeare and appreciate the unstable authors who have written meandering works of genius that the casual reader often is ill-prepared to enjoy.
But to stay in Champaign to do that?
It may be financially free, but the cost to my soul and happiness would likely be too great.
Where to?
Where to?
And what to do while there, too?
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