This is going to be my second trip out of India, and ironically I don't feel as confident as I did before my first ever trip (January 2013).
The last few weeks have been crazy: Residency applications, scheduling interviews, packing. Thinking about it tires me out. Thinking about the next three months tires me out more. I am already certain that the next three months are going to be the toughest as well as the most crucial months of my life. The pressure has been building over the last few years, and what I am experiencing now is the zenith of its power.
This is the final stretch of effort towards my goal, and I am fighting to stay positive and keep my spirits up. It has been impossible to find time for myself and for my close friends/family, and I am flooded with a sense of intense guilt as I prepare to fly away from home once again.
I wish I had more time to show my parents how much I love them, and how much I appreciate the way they have always supported my goals. I feel like crying when I look into their eyes: I'm already missing them. I am overpowered by feelings of loss. But the guilt is stronger.
A million things still remain to get done, and I am going to try to get some sleep (in my own bed) before tackling my last day at home.
Good luck to everyone on the interview trail!
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