I Had a Sign

Have you ever had a sign before? Some sort of occurrence out of the ordinary that seemed to tell you something? I had one not too long ago.
     I attended an information session on writing an undergraduate thesis in history, the session being held on the 5th floor of the building. Afterward, I descended the stairs, filled with thoughts of whether this would be a good idea or not. A strange sound echoed through the stairwell. I soon discovered that a waterfall of urine-tainted water flowed like a waterfall directly in front of the door to exit the Humanities Building at the third floor. If one wanted to exit through this door, I had to walk through the water pouring through the ceiling. Ideally, one would want to exit the building at the third floor, because it gives one access to several bridges over different roads and to other buildings. I soon realized that this was a sign.
     Right now, I am at the top of the Humanities Building, learning the theoretical workings of the world from the best. If I choose to write a thesis, my goal is to create a piece of original research in the field with the intent of advancing the base of knowledge in the world. I want to learn from the top, descend the staircase of academia, and then enter the "real world" at the highest position, one where I would be able to move as freely as possible to different areas, as if I had access to a set of bridges. To exit on top, I would have to write a strong thesis, a difficult task, one much like walking through a waterfall of urine-tainted water. I would not have to write a thesis, I could get by with minimal effort and exit the Humanities building at the second or first level, but I want to exit on top. Thus, this was a sign that there is pain in the attempt to gain, craft, and distribute knowledge, but the task is a worthwhile one, even if it includes walking through a sewage leak.
     I did not actually walk through the water on that particular day. The allegorical meaning was fine enough.