When people say “Right before you die, your life flashes before your eyes,” I often wonder what mine would look like. If I keep living my life the way I have been so far, would it even be a flash? Or more like a never-ending hallway of lectures, exam rooms and due dates? Most of my life feels like I’ve just been drifting, existing in a kind of academic limbo as I incessantly chase a goal that lies ahead. Because of this, I worry — would I remember anything at all in my life besides trying to make it to the next milestone?

It’s a common feeling among pre-professional students. As a pre-med student, there’s an unspoken motto among students like me: Just these four years, then it’ll get better. But that promise always seems to move further and further out of reach. First, the goal was to ge

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