I finally got the blogger to work. I think it was the internet at the dorm. I took my computer to work with me today, and I posted using the wireless there. I'm sure you might have noticed that this will be my 3rd post of today.
After walking behind an irritatingly slow person on the bridge to work, I asked myself, "Emily, why are you in such a rush to go to work?" I thought about it all day. Why do I rush to an office to sit down, beg for something to do, and try to be a diligent worker ALL the time? The slow walker was taking their time, looking at the city in front of them. Then I thought about all of the other slow walkers I have been behind for the past 8 weeks. Why do Americans try to rush through life? Why do I rush?
At the end of the tunnel it's not going to matter who was in the office before 9. It's not going to matter who entered the most invoices or who pleases Ogun Bey the most. It's about the journey; as long as you're enjoying the ride the world is at your feet.
The most important lesson I have learned thus far is to take time to smell the roses. You only live once, so why not enjoy it while you can.
I will be venturing back to the U.S. 3 weeks from today. I'm sad to be leaving, but I'm so excited to see my family and friends that the sadness is non-existent in comparison. Bring on the hugs!!!!