I was cleaning out the garage and, faced with the inevitable question of “will I ever need this again?” I increasingly find myself unequivocally saying “nope. No way.” Especially when it came to all my grad school stuff.
I quit grad school in 2008, and in retrospect and with the benefit of hindsight, it was the best decision I could have made. While it was a difficult decision at the time, I now wish I had made it sooner. If only because I could have gotten on to the more important things in life.
Like reality tv.
The only regret I have? I seem to have suffered intelligence attrition. I started reading some of the stuff I’d written for my dissertation, and man, I was smart! I just don’t know WTF any of it means anymore.