4 October 2010
Time. Truly what a fickle thing it is. One minute I’m watching the sun set over the ocean at Point Loma - enjoying senior year, surrounded by people I have come to love and cherish deeply...the next minute I’m walking the narrow cobblestone streets of Roma, passing by the Colosseum, experiencing history like never before. Then, without a moments notice I’m back home in Colorado, sitting at my kitchen table, laughing with my parents, making ridiculous videos with my little sister, hiking Pike’s Peak and breathing in every moment of mountain air I can. But don’t get too settled there, because now its off to Boston, and before I know it I’ve been living in Boston for over 6 weeks and I’m sitting in a Starbucks in Davis Square, enjoying a Pumpkin Spice latte and studying for my first graduate school midterm. [Correction: currently enjoying a pumpkin spice latte as I write a blog post to procrastinate studying for my first graduate school midterm...some things never change. :)]
Walking through the halls of the Pearson Chemistry building at Tufts today, I could barely believe it happened so fast. Everything about preparing for grad school seemed like SUCH a big deal...all the countless hours spent studying for the GRE, researching schools, sending in application after application, visiting schools, waiting for acceptance letters, sifting through the rejection letters to survey the options, finally making the decision, moving across the country, moving in, meeting other first years in the department, starting classes...and then all of a sudden, here I am. I’m doing it. This is just life now. The whirlwind is finally slowing down as new rhythms take its place. No longer am I planning and preparing for some big changes coming, now I’m living them. The preparation has been actualized into this new daily life of mine. And I like it. It’s different, and really hard in some ways to adjust to, but its good. And I’m thankful. I’m thankful for all the work I did, and the support of people walking with me along the way. Parts of me still REALLY wants to be in San Diego, with my roommates and friends who stayed there, but I’m working on living in the moment, and really “being” where I am. Which is in Somerville, Massachusetts. For the next 5 years (at least). So let’s do this, Boston. Let’s become friends. I’m ready if you are. :)
