Every Lubavitcher bochur dreams of the day he’ll set out on Yeshivah shlichus. He arrives at a new Yeshiva with a full heart and a mission: to be a dugma chaya, to teach, to inspire. And he does. But somewhere between the seder Sichos he’s running, the mivtza he’s launching, and the late-night conversation with a struggling bochur, a question starts to nag at him: when did I last really grow in my learning?