I feel like the more I learn, the more questions I have. Some smart guy called Socrates (you may have heard of him) said that "the only true wisdom is knowing you know nothing."

Socrates is my homeboy.

Socrates is my homeboy.

I don't pretend to be wise at all, but I'm beginning to understand what he meant. As I start my second semester of graduate school, and as we move through our Publishing Residency this week, I am coming to understand that education at this level isn't about being given the answers. 

My notes from today are full of questions. 

How do you tell the most engaging, thoughtful, and true story? What is the evidence? What right to privacy does a deceased person have? What expectation of privacy do people while they're alive? What right do we have to reveal? What are the potential consequences? To what degree can we extrapolate or draw conclusions from the information we have? Where does the writer belong in the story?

I could go on and on... 

There are no easy answers to these questions. And as I move through life (and higher levels of academics) I'm learning that it isn't about having the answers, it's about asking the questions. 

As it says on my about page: "Know Nothing. Seek Everything."