I feel like a bird, Perhaps a raven? I’m not too sure anymore. I had a goal insight… I felt freedom and delight! This year I learnt how to fly, So I began my mission, gathering sticks and stones, soaring near, far and wide! But I made a mistake. I looked back for one second, …
Covid-19 pandemic is kicking my ass and I don’t really know what it means to live anymore. I’m tired of this new normal bullsh*t. But I too reinforce it. I can’t win.
I feel ever so plastic at the moment. Every new thing I’ve learnt in life has left me wanting to know more. But I can’t do everything in this one life. And, it’s so stressful to choose one or two things to start a career in. Of course I want to study psychology/affective neuroscience/developmental/social but …
I’m finding it really tough right now to actualise the meaning to those five words. I don’t HAVE to know what I’m going to do in the future in terms of a career. I don’t have to have a plan right now, or ever. All that matters is now. This moment. I shouldn’t waste it …
Some nonsense writing onto paper essentially
Things are getting personal… insights to childhood and now.
Today, anxiety got the better of me.
I feel slightly puzzled tonight.
It’s all part of the journey: university struggles and how stress can be a good motivator (for me)
Here’s an all-round update: Week 4 of my final year at university. I guess it’s taken me four weeks to settle in and be able to conjure up a reflection, without being feeling too overwhelmed.