To PhD or not to PhD

16 December 2016

I knew the letter would arrive in June. Every day I walked towards the front door and quickly glanced at the mailbox. No letter. Then, on a sunny Saturday morning, it was there. I felt like all those high schoolers from all those movies who applied for these fancy universities, waiting for their letter. Opening it slowly and knowing that the first sentence would say it all. The first sentence of my letter started with: “We are pleased to inform you…”. My heart beated faster than during the run I did the previous day.