230am!

2:30a.m. I just finished reading Homer's Iliad, Virgil's Aeneid and an essay on Cromwell in the library, and was walking back to my room, taking in the chill of the rainy night with every step. It was drizzling, the air was crisp, the sight was beautiful as usual - I hope I don't ever get sick of seeing these gothic buildings - and my heart was really warm. I was sheltered under an umbrella that my roommates and neighbors passed to me. They braved the rain at 1am to run across the courtyard just to pass me an umbrella.

I contemplated much about what has been in the short walk back to my room. There is something which has been bothering me since I've been here - some loose string that I left untied in Singapore? Some thing that was undone? Something's bugging me but I really don't know what it is.

So, I contemplated about the present.

I love cycling around campus through the castleland. I love not knowing what to do when I bump into John Nash. I love listening to impromptu piano recitals - especially Luke's (he just played my favorite Moonlight Sonata after dinner). I love having the chance to attend talks by heads of states and dignitaries so often (Ban Ki Moon, Turkish PM so far in my short time). I love having the environment to bravely ask myself what I really want in my life. Is business school what I really want after college? Is business really the thing for me? Or am I just going with the flow?

I thanked God for giving me such loving friends, such opportunities, and I asked Him to continue to lead me in my life and the decisions I would make. It's really easy to sign up for dozens of activities, but it's really tough to choose what to commit to.

Yea, I have to get used to school after 3 years of work/service/adventure in the military.