Today I got an email about a neat internship this semester at the U.S. Embassy in Doha. I’ve been interested in the State Department since early high school, and this would be an incredible chance to see what life as a foreign service agent is like. But I am not applying for it. Yesterday, I saw that CMU-Qatar has a literary magazine that is seeking editors. I was a junior editor on the Oakland Review my freshman year and enjoyed it. But I will not be joining.
I’m full up. I have enough commitments this semester. This is my most important lesson from last semester. I have a principal role in the musical, am a writing tutor for 10 hours a week, am singing in the Doha Singers once a week, playing basketball on the CMU-Qatar women’s team, and carrying a full load of classes. I have left no major part of my life starving. I should make it through the semester happy and balanced and unburned-out and better educated. That is my current definition of success.
Let’s see how long it holds.
“The use of traveling is to regulate imagination by reality, and instead of thinking how things may be, to see them as they are.” – Samuel Johnson