6. April 2011

Ghosts of the past

Yesterday I met with a friend from my university days and we bumped into someone else from my university past. Past as in over. Years ago.

And as I walked home through the drizzle, I felt strangely

- sad about not being part of the academic world anymore
- mad at myself for having let that Ph.D. dream fade away
- puzzled over how that brief encounter affects me
- worried about how and when I will ever pursue that dream again

but last - and not least - enthusiastic about all the possibilities ahead of me. Let's see what I will make of them.

Keine Kommentare:

Kommentar veröffentlichen