Short, I think

I am really nervous, today, about the fall term's start. I am more than a little worried that what little bit of my mind that I have, still, will leave me. I've always been proud of, if not stuck-up about, my ability to figure things out. I always thought I was good at pulling it off even if I really didn't have a clue (reference: MIG, student teaching, that presentation in Victorian Lit, every paper I've ever written). What will I do with all these fancy degrees if I'm just not smart enough anymore? What if MS takes my brain and doesn't give it back?

Yeah, this is what's been on my mind.