Monday, August 5, 2013

Tempus Fugit

Yes, I've been waiting to use that one for a while now. The problem is, it works for *every single post*.

It's been more than a month since I last updated this blog. This is owing to a  lot of things, namely being forgetful. Also namely having a PhD crisis, as one does in one's second year. It's like the mid-life crisis for PhD students. It sucks, incidentally, but we all have one and you get over it, or you quit your PhD. I got over it.

In other news, I haven't written anything in ages, for anything, and it's probably one of the main reasons I feel so on edge lately. 3000 words for an annual review (twice) don't count. I would almost like to be writing a paper right now, because at least it would give me a focus, but I've no time for it. I have no time for fic either, and no ideas for it (though I must come up with 9000 words before the end of the year, because my OCD says so). So regarding a blog about writing, I've not done much writing to blog about. And it's not like any of you want to know about the rest of my life right? ;)

It feels like Spain was forever ago. And each week that passes and I get more anxious to be back there. I hope that reaches a plateau (or peak) soon or it's going to become unbearable. I think the problem with once in a lifetime trips is that as soon as they are over you don't want them to be 'once' in a lifetime trips. Clearly this will not be, even if I do a different camino next time. Or the c2c, which one of my camino pals just finished (across northern England, sea to sea) for 300km. I wish I had the time this year to go, but I'll be lucky to get a few days in Paris this Autumn now. And next year, I have no idea when I'll find the time to take any holidays! Though I want to find a week to go to Europe, somewhere. I would love to take the train from Bern to Vianna (or vis versa). And there is Ascot, which I will get to next year, because it may be my last chance! And 3 months in Denmark...but that's not a holiday.

In other words, a lot of my life is rather up in the air right now (in so very many ways) and I am both looking forward to and fearing the day it all comes crashing back down to earth. Because there's no knowing where the pieces will land. On the upshot, at least I will know where things stand again.

Limbo, I think that's what this is.

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