Despite this, I'm not unhappy. I'm focusing on the tiny pleasures in life - good music on my ride into work, hot chai from Starbucks in the afternoon, the momentary endorphin rush from an evening run - and doing so is keeping me sane. My friends check in on me regularly via Facebook or text messages, and they remind me that there is a world beyond this. When my exams are over in 123 days or less*, there is life to be lived again.
In the past, I've always viewed challenge and struggle as things to be endured. As I go through this exam preparation phase - which will likely be the last prolonged study period of my life - I'm trying instead to remember that there is value in what I'm going through. I'm learning things from my studies that are far more important than which antibiotics to give to HIV-positive patients with multidrug resistant tuberculosis. When I finally come up for air in 123 days or less, I may just write about them.
*I won't find out the date of my oral exam for a few more months, but 123 days would take me to the absolute last exam date.
On a completely unrelated note, have you seen this video? Love it!