Right now, it’s the 22nd of September. I moved to Boston on the 20th of August, a little more than a month ago; in four days, it’ll have been a month since I moved into Northeastern.
So much has happened since I moved to this city: I met up with old friends, finally met a lot of recently made friends, discovered the city, my new campus, had conversations til late in night with incredible people (you know who you are), played ridiculously intense boardgames, walked until my blisters had blisters, had incredibly silly movie nights, laughed til I cried, confined myself to the library to study, discovered how much I love my classes, and joined some excellent clubs and endeavors.
That’s just off the top of my head; in truth, so much has happened in the past 32 days that I’ve been unable to keep track. It’s surreal to think a month has passed, more surreal still to realize only a month has passed, when I feel as if I’ve been here for much longer.
Certain things have been hard (like not being able to eat chicken wings because of the Halal/Haram Issue TM) and I do miss my family and friends in Dubai, but there is no void in my heart – and I am so grateful for that.
My new life has been kind to me and though my feet ache and throb at this moment, I am happy and fulfilled, Alhamdulillah. I’m realizing my dream every single day and there’s no feelimg greater than that.