My job search has finally ended after a year. For the last several months, all I really did during the week was exercise constantly early in the morning, go to my crappy day job, fill my social calendar with activities with Chris and friends, spend about two hours four days a week doing job applications and preparing for interviews, mentor recent Wellesley grads, cook, read books on my list, and sleep. It was an exhausting period, but knowing how insanely productive I was makes me develop very visceral reactions to people who do not set goals, or say they want things but do nothing to make them happen. It sounds awful, but when you spend all your time working hard to make your goals happen, it makes you question why others are not exerting similar efforts to improve their lives. As cliche as it sounds, life is short, and one day, we’re all going to die. So what are you waiting for?