the semester is coming to a close. things have really never looked better.

it’s still shocking to realize that just six months ago, I firmly believed that I wouldn’t survive. how broken down was I to have thought such a thing?

if we admit you, you can be damn sure that you are capable of handling the work. you can survive.

my qualms about this statement have been lifted—every day, I attend class knowing that on this day, I will learn something beautiful. every day, I prepare for my work with as much enthusiasm as is humanly possible. every day, I challenge myself to look at areas I have little interest or passion in.

regurgitating discovered facts and applying concepts to novel problems is splendid, but what of the bigger questions about life and existence?

attending events has really helped me in this respect. to be here at MIT is a blessing… that I can so easily attend talks delivered by scientists and philosophers known across the country is something beautiful. oftentimes, these people are MIT professors themselves—how damn crazy is that?

being locked in your room, you learn little of the world out there.

the semester is winding down.

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