I think I see land

If I was born 200 years ago, I would like to have been an explorer. Relying on your instincts and brains. Knowing you are going somewhere that few (if any) have tred before. Damn.

Alas, I had the misfortune of being born in the 20th century. No new lands to discover. No new places to go.

But being born in the 20th century has its perks. Running water. Plenty of washroom facilities. And let's not forget a rather large amount of scientific knowledge.

So, instead of exploring the vast expanses of the globe, I trek into the unknown nether-regions of differential equations. Where few have gone, and even fewer understand what is going on (including me). But then, after 2 years of searching... having made right turns and wrong ones... I can see the horizon appearing. It looks like land. But maybe it's one of those ocean mirages. I've been in front of the keyboard for so long that my eyes have become irradiated. If I can keep the computer programs from mutinying for a little longer we might just make it.

to be continued...