Greetings fellow…fellow…fellow…tea ceremony-waiters? It’s just not the same as saying fellow cyclers. I’m not running into the dojang or the house anymore because I forgot my book, or journaling daily, or in the backyard practicing poomsaes. It just feels weird, like there’s a unfillable void that I have no power over. I miss assisting with class (wait, I still do that), or going through hapkido 4 & 5 thousands of times with my mentor, or hearing the protests of my mentee after telling him his Pal Chang needs work. There are some effects to the ending of the black belt cycle. Am I missing it? Who would have thought? Anyway, I just wanted to say that everyone did great during testing and it’s amazing how much we all persevered; so pat yourself on the back! And I also want to thank all the instructors and especially the masters for leading the...