Saga: The 13th Generation
A Stoic Breviary
1995 was a very bad year for me. By all accounts, it shouldn't have been. I had managed to survive in a PhD program I honestly had no right to be in, and generous people trusted me to teach my undergraduate classes in my own eccentric way.
The problem was never professional. It was personal. I did manage fairly well with the teaching, and they even gav…
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