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Five years from now
…will five years from now me care? ‘Will five years from now me care?’ That’s a question I’ve started asking myself about big life decisions, rejections, disagreements, and relationships. How much will I think about this thing in five years? Do I have a five-year plan? No. As Phoebe Buffay once said, I don’t even…
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Should we stop with 'should'
or the not the Edinburgh Fringe blog. This is not a blog about the Edinburgh Fringe. But it is about what the Fringe makes me think about every year, and that is: You don’t have to do the thing. Finally, I think I really believe it. First and foremost, all love to the Fringe and…
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Books and Burnout
Oh hi I’m the problem its me… Oh, hi it’s been a minute. (hi it’s me I’m the problem its me) When I say I’ve had a long-ish list of blog posts I’ve wanted to write for several months ranging from book reviews to Taylor Swift to thoughts on Pride (ok, we need to admit we’ve…
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Places I've cried (Nottingham edition)
A walk down memory lane and a reminder I survived I wrote a blog back last October about revisiting Montreal. A city I spent one of the most formative years of my life. I hadn’t been back since then, and it was both cathartic and, as I wrote in that blog, really hard to leave…
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Eight Years post PhD
Or how regret and relief can coexist I’ve sat with and struggled with this in equal measure all week. I don’t talk much anymore about my academic or failed academic life. But this week was 8 years since I got the official ‘pass’ letter for my PhD and frankly, I can’t help feeling a little…