At this moment I could put together a whole book of charts and matrices but not one cohesive paragraph. Narrating my work, thoughts, and processes has been the greatest challenge. One paragraph is being born every two hours. At this rate, I won't finish baring my collective family of thoughts until 2016. Each new idea takes its jolly old time dragging itself out of my head and tucking itself tidily into the pages of its home: my capstone paper. Unfortunately, I'm finding that even though many of my thoughts have claimed their places on my pages, they all want to keep moving around, trading spots with the others.
Eventually the whole thing will come together with each idea being happy right where it is placed. Soon I'll be sharing with others my story about this whole process and hopefully shocking myself with how much of it all really truly does make sense.
Eventually the whole thing will come together with each idea being happy right where it is placed. Soon I'll be sharing with others my story about this whole process and hopefully shocking myself with how much of it all really truly does make sense.