diary of a grad student

Dear Diary

I have been asking myself, who is “Diary”?
Who is my audience?
Do I have an audience?
I can always feel the scientist in me; constantly asking questions and needing an answer to the “why”.
But I guess my audience can be this blank page and anyone interested in reading it.
So, if you are reading this,

Hello Diary.
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Writing has never been a hobby that drew my attention.
I always felt too busy with my other hobbies to find the time to sit down with my thoughts.
Sometimes, I worry my mind is a dangerous place where I fall down these deep dark rabbit holes.
So maybe spending too much time alone with it isn’t the best idea.
But I am on this quarter-life crisis kick where I really don’t want to go through my life without having tried EVERYTHING.
I don’t want to have a single regret when I slide into my grave.
Anytime I watch a “bucket list” movie where the main lead starts to actually live their life only after having found out they don’t have much of it left, I get annoyed or antsy.

Why should I wait?

As far as I am aware, I have SO MUCH time left.
Which means I have so much time to do the things I want to do.
And since I want to do everything, I better make sure I don’t waste a single moment.

MDC
11.30.21