And a year later...

It's been a year since my first post on April 23rd last year. An interesting coincidence is that this is my 23rd post.

Should I be nostalgic?
Should I reflect?
What didn't I know then, that I do know now?
What did I know then, that I don't know any more?
What has changed?
What hasn't?

The yellow clean room is just as intimidating.
Yet familiarity breeds contempt.
The leaps are in infinitesimal quanta.
The results are pin pricks, not resonating thumps.
The progress I think I have made may just be that: thoughts.
I think I know now why they call it the doctorate of Philosophy.

Here's to the next post. And the cabbages and kings that go with it.