Does it matter?

Two months gone by, a whirlwind of emotions, exuberance, drunken revelry, despair, extreme loneliness, feeling like the crappiest thing on campus one day and the greatest stud ever the next :) .. More than anything, it's been a revelation, of people, their thoughts and actions. So many different individuals, such diverse opinions, a constant learning process.

A guy who left his dream job for this, another person who spent his life in a village, a lady who fought her entire family to be here. What stares you in the face is the resolve, how you race towards the finish line with intense determination, but even getting there is not reason enough to sit back and relax, how every moment is a self-imposed test, the proverbial 'rat race'. Does it really matter?

A mad rush for CP, grades and footage. You might step on a million feet to tread ahead, use people as handholds to climb up, but you do so nonetheless. Does it matter?

You do the best you can, you know you cannot be better. Within a nanosecond you realize that someone else has already done a far better job than you have and there, the bottomless fall begins. But does it even matter?

Maybe it does. Maybe not.