It’s funny how something as simple as overexcitability can shape one’s life so profoundly. It’s both a blessing and a curse. Life is harsh, and being able to experience it more keenly opens one up for a great deal of pain that most people will never need to go through. What makes it all worth it is that the intensity of the very struggle and of the heights one can strive for and attain. Even now, at the certifiably adult age of 23, this feeling has not dissipated: every day is an opportunity, to be ascribed a significance all its own – to learn, to experience, to create, to improve – or to waste if the day’s activities are meaningless.

Today I resumed my mathematical research. As I thought, I’m a much stronger mathematician now than I was just a few years ago due to my exposure to complex mathematics as a Ph. D. student (so I guess it wasn’t a complete waste). But how I had forgotten the landscape of possibilities that opens up before me with every new stroke of the pencil!