It has probably happened to you.\u00c2\u00a0 Was it while packing your luggage,\u00c2\u00a0four passports next to your car keys, and your wife and kids busily preparing for the trip?\u00c2\u00a0 Was it when you were about to put the DVD in, television on, popcorn popping, and friends sitting on the couch waiting?\u00c2\u00a0 Was it while you were at your desk, in the middle of calculating your taxes, staring into your coffee cup and suddenly realize you have not accomplished anything in two hours?<\/p>\n
“Why am I doing this?”<\/em><\/p>\n Sure.\u00c2\u00a0 We have all been there.\u00c2\u00a0 The question ‘why’ is vague, but sometimes we get an answer to this universal question.\u00c2\u00a0 We seldom recognize when it happens, but when it does, and when we do, you can’t help but be happy with whatever, whomever, whenever you are.<\/p>\n Such an event occured to me the other day.\u00c2\u00a0 The hockey tickets on my whiteboard were calmly waiting for me to bring them to the hockey arena for the ECAC finals game last Friday.\u00c2\u00a0 During the course of the day, I began to feel disconnected, listless, and generally crabby.\u00c2\u00a0 A careful analysis of the symptoms led me to believe I had the male equivalent of PMS, which, unfortunately, there is no medicine for […].<\/p>\n Game time arrived, and I decided to stay in my room while others marched off, ready to enjoy the gentle smearing of crimson clad Harvard players all over our home ice.\u00c2\u00a0 A friend came over, and eventually convinced me to play some badminton with him at the gym.\u00c2\u00a0 I reluctantly agreed, and wound up playing several fun games.\u00c2\u00a0 My male PMS symptoms were almost gone, but I still did not know why I felt that way to begin with.\u00c2\u00a0 That is,\u00c2\u00a0until I was leaving the gym and saw last semester’s materials science professer in the atrium.\u00c2\u00a0<\/p>\n We greeted each other, and began chatting about things.\u00c2\u00a0 He informed me that a friend of mine was working for him, doing research.\u00c2\u00a0 I myself have been looking for some form of research to be doing, but lacked a professor willing to take me on.\u00c2\u00a0 Just before we parted, I asked if he would keep me in mind if he ever had an opening.\u00c2\u00a0 His response was:\u00c2\u00a0if I were interested, he would find work for me.<\/p>\n Woah.\u00c2\u00a0 There it is.\u00c2\u00a0 The answer.<\/em><\/p>\n Had I gone to the game, I would have never thought to ask him.\u00c2\u00a0 Somehow, the course of my day was seemingly predestined, however irritating.\u00c2\u00a0 While I have spent the last few months trying to work on my life, it is cool to think that sometimes it is also working on me in the background; keeping itself just below the surface of perception, save for a moment here or there.<\/p>\n \u00c2\u00a0<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" It has probably happened to you.\u00c2\u00a0 Was it while packing your luggage,\u00c2\u00a0four passports next to your car keys, and your wife and kids busily preparing for the trip?\u00c2\u00a0 Was it when you were about to put the DVD in, television on, popcorn popping, and friends sitting on the couch waiting?\u00c2\u00a0 Was it while you were … <\/p>\n