Perhaps for the very first time I'm finding this campus pretty beautiful. Walking around the campus this morning, I was struck by its bright flowers, birds' chirping, sweet air, clear sky, and smiling faces on Ring Road. How tragic my life was when I was desperately writing that dissertation? Now I feel that my grad years could have been completely different, much merrier and easier, if, and only if, I could have had this relaxed mind at that time. Well, I don't really regret that my life was deeply trapped in the self-caused abysmal darkness, because that's what made me what I'm right now and I don't disavow the self I am. But it still strikes me greatly to realize how other possibilities were out there and how I could have failed to notice those obvious alternative paths.
