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[stormdog]

I'm jotting some notes for my meeting with Mark tomorrow. I'm feeling anxious about it, probably irrationally so. We've talked a little bit, both on the phone and in person, about the work I've done in the past. But it's not work I want to directly continue, and he's interested in talking with me more about my interests. I assume he wants a better understanding, which makes me start worrying that I haven't explained myself properly in the past. Maybe it will turn out that I'm not what he was wanting or expecting. There's a part of me that feels like the notes I'm making for this conversation are an attempt to justify my presence at Syracuse. To not look like I don't know what I'm doing or why I'm here.