It's Official

Sign that my dissertation is about a year overdue. My idiot boss used the term “cultural landscape” today. My dissertation topic used to be on the forefront, cutting edge. Now it's so common, so much a part of our conversations, so intuitively understood that my topic is increasingly boring,  passé.  I guess I'm officially old school. Maybe this is just what happens when it takes you forever to write a dissertation. The topic passes you by.