As of tomorrow, I will have survived my first semester at Dartmouth. It's been both the most stressful and most exciting time in my life. Once again I plan on making my way home, and I look forward to spending the next two or so weeks lounging around my house. I have no expectations going into this, but I do hope to get some rest.
It's been a long journey these past four months, and I know that I still have quite a bit more to go. I have a feeling that I have already learned more in these four months than I have learned in the last 22 years of my life. This voyage is nowhere near over, and I still have plenty of time and opportunity to go down many different paths. The sketch below is a symbol of my journey. There is a path that I initially set out to follow while being here, but there is a good chance that a different road will be chosen.
There comes a time where one must chose an altered path no matter how scary it may seem. I don't feel obligated, but I do feel that it is important to explore the unknown. I feel that my journey is evolving and changing in ways I never would have expected. The idea itself gives me chills, but I cannot wait to lead myself down this unfamiliar road.