Harvard Feels, Part 3

Tomorrow I start classes. Actual Harvard graduate school classes. I’m having a “I made it,” but then a “There’s so much more to go” feels right now.

Last night, I was piecing together what I’m hoping the next two years looks like, and there’s a lot to do. Right now, my Harvard feels are anticipation. Excitement. Nervousness.

Anticipation. My classes I’m taking all look awesome and work perfectly into what I want to be doing with my life.

Excitement. I’m going to be in actual graduate classes. It’s difficult to exude the excitement behind those words. Graduate classes. Graduate classes.

Nervousness. Will I be able to do what I came here to do?

Right now, I feel like this quote sums it all up:

[My] quest stands upon the edge of a knife. Stray but a little and it will fail to the ruin of all.

So, in the words of another one of my literary heroes: Hobey-ho, let’s go!