I am currently a junior at Boston University studying English and sociology. I work/tutor in a preschool, drink far too much coffee and tea, and spend a lot of my free time imagining what I would do if I woke up one morning with superpowers. (I’d probably continue on in much the same fashion as I have been, really.) The rest of my free time is devoted to thinking about taking naps, but never actually napping.
As I finish my current year and prepare to enter my final year of undergraduate study, I want to keep this blog as a way to remember the ups and downs, the unexpected joys, the unforeseen failures, and, ultimately, the journey that I take in the following months. I hope it is a good one.
“And we shouldn’t be here at all, if we’d known more about it before we started. But I suppose it’s often that way. The brave things in the old tales and songs, adventures, as I used to call them. I used to think that they were things the wonderful folk of the stories went out and looked for, because they wanted them, because they were exciting and life was a bit dull, a kind of sport, as you might say. But that’s not the way of it with the tales that really mattered, or the ones that stay in the mind. Folk seem to have just landed in them usually – their paths were laid that way, as you put it. But I expect they had lots of chances, like us, of turning back, only they didn’t. And that’s the way of a real tale. Take any one that you’re fond of. You may know, or guess, what kind of a tale it is, happy-ending or sad-ending, but the people in it don’t know. And you don’t want them to.”
Samwise Gamgee, The Lord of the Rings
I do not know how my own tale will end, but I will record it as I journey through life to the best of my ability.