The thing that scares me most about making a decision is the faint sound of hundreds of other doors slamming shut.
Perhaps slightly melodramatic, but true.
I have two pretty awesome choices in front of me: A year in Budapest, studying Gender Studies or two years at NYU, studying English Lit.
I am not afraid of Budapest. I am not afraid of NYU. The idea that terrifies me is giving up Budapest or giving up NYU.
I love NYU's program. It's four times more expensive than Central European's. English Lit is what I really want to study, even though the Gender Studies program looks very interesting. Can I forgive myself if I don't take this opportunity to live in Europe for a year?
I am so afraid of the futures that my decisions force me to give up. I regret them without even knowing them.
I will never be a paleontologist or a politician or a chef or a surgeon or a lawyer. I've made these choices. But maybe I would have been a master chef. Maybe I would have discovered a new dinosaur. Maybe I would have met my soulmate in law school. Maybe I could have saved the world.
So how do I make this choice? I have until Friday.
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I think you should go to NYC. I don't even know where that other place is, and chances are they do not serve hamburgers, speak english or have football.
Also, I want somewhere to stay in NYC (I am being selfish).
Here's what I've decided about your life...
Do whatever makes you more excited.
You could live in New York or Budapest at any other point in your life.
Seriously...you totally could, I'd probably go with you (PS- I think I'm moving to London in Febuary of next year and you should come).
Anyway, if you have until Friday go with your instinct, which (to me) smelled like Budapest.
I'd totally come visit you....
And tell Patrick that I can hook him up with some sweet accomodations in NYC (that come with their own models) if he's in need.
yes, a place to stay with models would be appreciated
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