I thought the high of being a d.school fellow would continue forever. The d.school is so much fun. How could one not retain its energy, color, and creative fuel permanently and effortlessly? The fact is, holding on to all of that takes effort.
It can be such an emotional downer to finish some of my days at the d.school now that I have finished the program. Yet I still choose to show up here every morning, because I just don’t want to leave, and the place brings me so much joy.
Thankfully, the d.school has no strict policy for kicking its fellows out. So, I just keep showing up and fill whiteboards with ideas around my project work. In fact, graduation felt more like an interruption to my workflow. Now, in its wake, my project is taking off and I’m busier than ever. Well, the truth is that all of my projects — plural — are taking off. The number of projects I have in the works at any given moment depends on how you group them and what kind of thematic lines you draw down my to-do list.
The d.school, the people, the work – they are like ambrosia to me. Yet I’m caught in a paradox: I have no complaints — none; I have the dream job, and yet I cannot help but feel this very real emotional letdown when I leave at the end of the day. Continue Reading