How did I get here?
Not how did I get here. After three children, and having witnessed all three births, I think I have a handle on that one.
Rather, how did I get here? Here, in this place, typing this.
Ever wonder about that? How you ended up where you are, doing what you are?
So, how did I end up in this country with a beautiful, wonderful wife and three incredible children? How did I end up at this university working as a professor studying protein folding? How did all this happen?
Buggered if I know.
Every now and then I find myself asking this. Out of the blue.
I distinctly remember when I was postdoc in Pennsylvania. One winter night, sometime after midnight, I was walking back to my apartment after a party or something. I was stopped in the middle of the road by this overwhelming thought. "How the hell did I get here? Right here. Right now. How?"
I didn't know then.
I don't suppose it really matters.