Why is it that now that I have decided to leave, things seem better and I question my decision? Don't get me wrong, I'm not going back on my decision, I mailed off the acceptance letter today, in fact. There is no going back now.

It must be a change in perspective.... but everything seems better. My job seems more interesting and I've met some really good people, who want to and make time to hang-out, who are interested in the same things, who are stimulating. On top of that, I was offered exactly what I had asked for in grad school and a research project that is perfectly fitting for what I want to do.

It's here.... I'm finally happy!! It took awhile, but it came through. Moving to a new place, exploring, being scared, it sounds wonderful. I'll be leaving wonderful people behind but will be allowing the possibility to meet more. That's right, I'm just a greedy person ; }.

Life's hard... I've become too familiar with running into walls and not getting anywhere that when things actually work out, I don't know what to do.

Sometimes I forget there's always more time.... because this is the first day of my life.