August 2020, orientation day at Fuqua, we were handed a plastic egg that came with a piece of paper in it, and we were asked to write down our goals for the program. After a moment of thought, I wrote what I could, sent back the egg, and erased all memory of it.

Great friendships are not built over movies, music, or TV shows. Great friendships are built over shared empathy for similar problems…and sometimes pizza.

“All the things you want will happen at the right time. The catch? You don’t get to decide what the right time is,” said my friend, after a long night of pseudo-philosophical debates. We both went home. Two years passed. I kept researching universities and planning my future, and the words got lost in time.