“The best thing about the future is that it comes one day at a time” – Abraham Lincoln
I was sitting in our graduate commons the other day when it happened. Out of nowhere, with no prior thought, a smile bubbled up from somewhere deep down and smeared itself all over my face. I couldn’t help it. At that moment, in the midst of a lot of work and a feeling of not being able to do it all, I could not think of another place that I would have rather been. I looked at my friend who, perplexed at my uncharacteristic beaming, shook his head not knowing how to respond.
Luckily, I have been unable to shake this fundamental feeling. I have been basking in the afterglow of this feeling of excitement, of wonder, of realization. A year ago, I pondered over what it would be like to immerse myself in study and wondered if I would ever have the chance. Yesterday, my thoughts broke through the fog of to-do lists to remind me that I’m here – I’m doing it.
I like to be reminded of the pattern of choices that lead people (myself) to a particular experience, station, or position in life. Day by day, little decisions synthesize and lead to the large scale, life-changing shifts we often attribute to chance. It’s reminders like this that keep me working. I want to be able to look back next year and follow the seemingly insignificant daily choices that lead me to the place where I will be sitting then.