I am so close to the finish line. Just 12 working days to the end. And then onto summer. And then graduate school. What am I rushing for? I don’t know. Ada always said that we were always in pursuit of a better life, always thinking it would be better around the corner. I hope it is. Or at least I hope that I find enough happiness/recognize/appreciate what I already have. It has happened very few times where I just sat there and was like omg I am living the life. I miss those times.
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