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Lately I've been oscillating between moments of wondering why I study the things I study, and then rehaving small moments where I realize that I actually like what I'm doing, once I actually get down to doing it. And then I start getting into those greedy moments where I start wishing I had more time to take this class and that class, and then I go, who am I kidding, I'd just be reliving this mental crisis all over again.

I am slowly forcing myself to at least be satisfied with what I have already done. What I have is good. And I wouldn't ask for any more, any less.

And there's always grad school. If I do get in anywhere, anyway.