The halfway point. It does not seem possible. I think I blinked. Here I know from this day forward, I am farther from the starting point and closer to the homestretch. Grad school has been a whirlwind of deadlines, experiences, and emotions. It has been the hardest thing I have done, but it has been an indescribable journey that still continues. In recent weeks, my friends and I have spent a lot of time together and reminisced about undergrad memories. Although some memories are fuzzy, we still laughed as hard as we did the first time it happened. At points, we were in amazement, realizing something just happened a year ago, and it felt more like an eternity had passed. The essence of time is a weird concept; some things fly and others are as slow as molasses. Last week, we especially welcomed the midpoint’s arrival. Group projects had us at everyone’s good, bad, and ugly. We set up camp in a research lab that we have claimed as our home on campus and did not leave until the project was complete. Let me just say I have not been on campus that late in a long time. We got the job done and have decided that a celebration is in order. It is still hard to wrap my head around how far I have come, and the future of not having to study religiously is not so far off. I probably will not know what to do with myself when that day comes. All of the years of school and hard work is paying off; I may not have always seen the light at the end of the tunnel. Slowly but surely, it is starting to shine a little brighter. As a kid, I dreamt of my future. That future is here. Soon, I will be dreaming of a new future, but for now, I am living my dream. Stay Curious, Kayla ©Inquisitive Perspectives 2019
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