Well, where to begin? It's been ages after I wrote my previous post here. A lot happened since then. Three months ago, I was so desperate and tired of waiting. Then something amazing happened. I got my PhD offer in my dream university from the most amazing, kindest and funniest professor ever. It was unbelievable. I did all the paperwork, said goodbye to everyone that I love. Now, here I am, sitting in my cosy room and writing these sentences from 3605 km away. It has been already three weeks. I really cannot believe it. But you know what they say, time flies. Some days were harder than the others. But in the end, I am doing something awesome in somewhere that I always wanted. And I am happy despite everything. I am not sure whether or not I am feeling home yet. It is hard to feel home in such a short time. But at some point, you come to a realization that you need to accept the fact that your home is where your backpack is. About PhD. Well, I had millions of ide...
Everything starts with a dream.