As I was walking down the street today, I saw a sign for a demolition company. Their slogan: "We Make Space."
Wow, I thought. They took something as grim and depressing as destroying a building (and along with it the physical representations of peoples' memories) and made it into something positive and optimistic. They are creating... space.
I took this into my own life and realized something really great about my little (big) screw up last semester. Sure, I failed four classes. But I didn't lose anything, and I've gained so much more from it.
I didn't lose my scholarship, and I won't lose out on my grades because of Columbia's academic forgiveness policy. I've been afforded an extra semester to figure my life out, and I have the greatest excuse of all-time, now.
Sorry, I can't do that gig: I'm on academic probation.
Nope...can't hang out with you again: I'm on academic probation.
My bad...I can't stop and save that person who has stopped breathing: I'm on academic probation.
On gratitude
12 years ago

"Sorry, mom. I can't come home because I'm on Academic probation."
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