In days lost wandering the landscape of new learning, writing papers, immersed in words, sometimes I look out the window at the sky, the green things wavering in the day, the clouds, and it seems I’m outside of time. It’s going so fast and so slow, and sometimes time disappears altogether. I long for a ride on my bike in sunshine. A moment of worry crosses, am I giving up life to learn? No. But in successive days where going to the bathroom and eating are my breaks and I can’t remember when I put these clothes on it is easy to forget that it is not always like this.