Things have been a little quiet around here as of late. This semester, while perhaps less academically challenging, has brought with it MCAT studying, internship searching, and, to top it all off, a new relationship. Life is currently very full, beautiful, and busy.
Last week was spring break for our university, and I spent it with some truly wonderful people. It was likely my last spring break, and the trip emphasized just how rapidly graduation is approaching. Although I’m only a junior, spring’s arrival is bringing with it the weddings and graduations of several of my close friends. Though I really am looking forward to the future (work, medical school, whatever that may be) the weight of adulthood is drawing ominously near.
It’s still so weird to me that we’re all in our twenties. It’s disgustingly cliche, but I could have sworn that I finished high school just yesterday. I’m so guilty of rushing breathlessly through the weeks, focusing solely on the next assignment, job, or opportunity. Sometimes I lose sight of the precious now, and instead become wrapped up in the ever approaching tomorrow.
I want to become more intentional. I want to savor the stage I’m at, in all of its messy, sleepless, glory. I want to spend less time worrying about physics and more time laughing until I cry with friends who are more like family.
I’m such a work in progress.