I dreampt that I ran into one of my favorite professors from when I was an undergraduate in university. He was trying to convince me to enter a Ph.D. program because it would help him win a bet with another professor. Plus he was drunk.

There’s a lot of good reasons for pursuing graduate studies. There’s also a lot of bad reasons.  In hindsight, I probably had more bad reasons for doing my Masters degree than good reasons. But I’m pretty sure they’d all be trumped by “I got a Ph.D. to help a drunken professor win a bet.”

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