(Yeah, I know, it has been forever but I am here now. So.. Chill, Internet.)
So the other day I couldn’t sleep because I kept thinking about all the shit that I still need to do to get this degree (Aaah why why am I doing this? Aren’t two freaking degrees already one too many?). It’s crazy how this shit hits me at the most random and inopportune times. Like this weekend when I was in a medieval street festival kind of thing, in the middle of eating a quarter of a tortilla and drinking all of the beer, my brain just goes: “Fuck, I’m getting behind schedule. Definitely need to leave that network analysis bullshit that’s going nowhere for later and start thinking about those damn interviews. Oh man, those interviews will be funny, and awful, funny and awful and I’ll probably make a fool of myself in 99% of them”.
Inspiration strikes pretty randomly as well. And by inspiration I mean when I finally put two and two together and/or understand what the paper I read two hours (or days) ago was all about. I get where the authors were going with it and how it applies to my own work but I have no paper/phone to write down that awesome mental process or groundbreaking idea and the pilates instructor is calling my name for the class. Aaaaah! Of courseeee, I remember close to nothing of that eureka idea after the class. I mean, how can I? There is just so much breathing in and breathing out with my eyes closed coupled with a constant struggle of keep my core muscles activated and my legs elevated! I imagine it is like giving birth, but easier. But still harder than it looks. Get the picture?
Truth is, time goes by SUPER DUPER fast and there is no time to not be a good time. I mean, really, where did January and February go? Fuck, it’s March already and I am oficially a 2nd year PhD. Bam, slap in the face. Wake up, dude!
Oh, I’m sorry, were you enjoying yourself in Paris? Were you happy catching up on all of the series after winter break? Did it feel good to read books other than the PhD stuff you should read soon-ish? Did you get distracted with Valentine’s Day and Carnival and just any excuse to party? Were you already dreaming about your Easter break plans or your Summer getaway? Yeah, well, now you need to make up for it.
Go back to that home office you begged so much for, get your ass back on that chair (which by the way is not the most comfortable chair ever so maybe start looking for a replacement), and do the work*. It’s your job! (Yes, it is a job, don’t let people make you feel otherwise. More importantly, do not fucking tell yourself that it isn’t.)
*And maybe start taking your phone everywhere so that you can write down or even record those great ideas whenever they strike you. Preparation is everything. I mean, not everything, but it helps.