Egypt Makes Me Happy, And So Do Other Things

I was sitting on my couch this morning, watching an excellent A&E documentary about the history of the archaeology of ancient Egypt when it struck me how calm I was feeling. Maybe it was because of what was on the television screen. Egypt was my very first love; since I was little, I wanted to be an Egyptologist but unceremoniously abandoned that dream during sophomore year of college to pursue tens of other fleeting interests until I arrived at my current career goal. But it is always nice to go back to what you loved for so long; just sitting and learning about Egypt again fit my mind like a worn-out baseball cap. It was very relaxing.

But at the same time, I am gradually getting a very relaxed attitude about the future. When I was very young, I used to never worry about anything because I was so supremely confident everything would always work out. I still have that feeling, but a lost a little of it between grad school applications and being out of a job. Now that I got re-hired at an archaeology firm, I feel better about graduate school too. Because even on the off chance I don't get in anywhere this year, I know I can reapply next year and learn from the possible mistakes I made on these applications. Maybe I can write a better personal statement. Maybe I can get into a better school.

In any event, right now I am choosing not to worry about it. Pretty soon I get to go see Shewara for her birthday, and as always, we have lots of fun things planned. Then we are taking a trip, probably to Germany, for her spring break. Then I get to go play some golf in Las Vegas, which may sound boring to some, but I love the mental concentration, stamina, and unending zen attitude success that golf demands. And by the time I am done with all these little trips, I will have received a letter from all six of my schools.

These pyramids are five thousand years old, and to this day remain the largest man-made sturctures on the planet. You don't see them worrying. So why should I?