I was too tired yesterday to write about my first day of class, and it’s probably best to have processed it in my sleep. It was amazing. I’m more excited than I already was, which I didn’t think possible, and I’m feeling as though it will be less overwhelming that I was thinking, though I still believe it will be overwhelming. That’s how grad school is supposed to be I’m told.
My first day of classes were Prof Danto’s Human Behavior in the Social Environment and Practice Lab – my small group is with Prof Giunta, who at this early point I think it pretty fantastic. Much discussion was had regarding the parameters of the classes: what we’ll cover, how we’ll create the safest environment for honest & open discussion, what our assignments will be, etc. It’s going to be such a huge learning experience, and I know I’ll become a person with a deeper understanding of points of view other than my own.
Tonight we went to a place called Five Spot for dinner, and I was the only white guy in the place. It was such an interesting flip for me, as nearly all the restaurants I’ve been have a predominantly white patronage. Usually, of course, there are a few non-white folks, and tonight had me wondering if, generally, these folks feel like outsiders in the way I did tonight.
Phillip & I had a discussion about our conversations/lack of conversations lately. We’re not in a bad place by any means, but I’ve been so in my head lately, so philosophical, that my conversations have been a little too deep for casual dinner talk, etc. Someone around me long enough figures out I’m not as charming as at first I seem.
In short, I’m soooooooo excited about the trajectory of my life & mind. But I’m mentally exhausted already.