I love Tufts, I really do. I’ve written about how I finally am starting to feel at home in Boston, and I still stick to that statement. But I’m not going to lie, things aren’t always peachy and lovely here. Maybe it’s the winter months giving me SAD, but there seems to be a trend in my life where my fall semesters of college are all diamonds and pearls, and the spring semesters look a little more like the underside of a shoe.
Sometimes I think back to when I was in high school and actually feel a pang of nostalgia—would you believe it?! As someone who didn’t particularly enjoy the years of waking up at six AM or eating lunch in a cafeteria, I would have never expected myself to be so sappy about high school. But I often find myself longing for the days where everything was a familiar routine, and I was happily chilling in my comfort zone.
These days, I am constantly reminding myself that it’s ok not to be ok. It is normal to feel alone, or lost, or confused. College isn’t easy, even though sometimes the catalogues and admissions blogs make it look like a breeze. But the beauty of life is that it is always changing, and I know I won’t feel this way forever. Comfort-zones may be nice, but they are also boring—and despite my lack of motivation, I know that this too, shall pass. Perhaps there is someone reading this who is also feeling quiet and uninspired, or perhaps I’m just rambling to myself; whatever the case, I know that you and I will find that spark again.