The end of something is often a somber time: You think of things that you could have done, should have done, would have done; you resolve to do these things in future, and you rue the erroneous past. The end of this first semester at Centre has been one of those moments. By and large, I'm happy with the way things went: I've learnt from my experiences, from my mentors, and most importantly, from my students. It's been a long 15 weeks, and while I'm glad it's over, I'm also keenly aware that there's far more to come. Who knows what the future holds? While I'm recharging the batteries in California, I'm also taking the time to reflect on the work that lies ahead.