By the time I determined I’d fly somewhere, anywhere, I had nothing to lose. I’d jump on a plane, rack up some credit card debt, and if it didn’t work out, well, I had a Master’s degree in physics to fall back on. While I hadn’t studied physics for the money, I was now well aware that it would be the mattress on which I could very comfortably land should things go awry. In that sense, the credential played a fantastically important role in my journalism career.
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