We’re traveling on parallel paths: as you study for your exam, I’m awake in the middle of the night, writing it.
We’re both headed to the same spot in the time-space continuum. We will meet in the lecture hall in one week, you with your head full of chemistry and heart full of hope, hanging on a thread of three hours sleep, and me with my arms full of paper. My heart will also hope for your success. I want you to learn the material, truly understand it, and demonstrate your accomplishment on the exam. So I’m writing it carefully, choosing questions that’ll help me assess (no spellchecker, I will NOT drop that last s) your level of comprehension.
We’ll meet a few times before the exam. I might see you at the football game tomorrow, for the quiz and lectures next week, at our review session, and in my office hours. I’ll respond to your 300 emails as soon as humanly possible.
In a non-Euclidean geometry course I took about a billion years ago, the professor proclaimed that all parallel lines meet at infinity. See you there. Don’t be late.