A few years ago I moved in with a very good linguist friend of mine named Ariel. To give you an idea of how dorky we were together, I have a charm from her that represents the single phoneme that separates our names. Erienne [ɛriɛn] and Ariel [ɛriɛl]. Anyway, we called our shared abode “The Academic Oasis”. Of course plenty of non-academic things transpired there, but we *did* get down with the academia quite frequently. I have since moved out of “The Academic Oasis” only to move to… an academic oasis (Oxford). I want you to see how breathtaking this oasis is. I go to the Bodleian Library frequently to do research and it is like entering into an academic fairy tale:
Can I just finish by saying that I am so overcome with gratitude for the opportunity to get an education at all; I’ll be paying it all back in time with considerable student loan payments, but I think it has to be worth it because this is incredible.