Thursday, 17-July-2025
And with that… my classes are complete. The whole MBA program, nearly a year… all that’s left is a final paper, and then nothing. No lectures, no group meetings, none of those.
A year ago, I didn’t know this classroom. I didn’t know my classmates, and I didn’t know my way around campus.
A year ago, I was still on my Grand Adventure, traipsing through Europe, with stars in my eyes and hopes in my heart.
I still have some of those stars, and I still hold on to some of those hopes. My time in this classroom was… interesting, if nothing else. Time alone will tell how valuable it was, but I hold onto the hope that it will be valuable – as a growth opportunity, as learnings, or as a tool in my career…
Time will tell.
But for now – I found my way back into the building, after everyone else was off at celebrating at the pub. I took a moment to appreciate the quiet of the classroom that I’m unlikely to step foot in again (at least as a student), and let the whole quiet of the moment sink in.
Then, I headed home.
After all – I had a bottle of very nice scotch waiting for me – a celebratory gift that I very much intended on opening.
