I have now become familiar with a new type of hangover, I am sure I have had it several times in the past, but it has now become frequent enough for me to notice it as a distinct phenomenon.
When I want to work late into the evening, I usually have to be caffeinated. Often I get my timings correct and my caffeine high peters out just in time for bed. Inevitably, however, I get my concentrations or timings wrong, and I am lying in bed until the early hours of the morning waiting for my adenosine receptors to get unblocked.
After I do get to sleep, I inevitably lay in longer, to bring some balance to my life. However, it feels as if there is some universal force that doesn’t want me to sleep past 8 am as whenever I do I have this strange hangover. In theory, I should feel the same after equal periods of sleep; If I get 8 hours of sleep, I should feel as if I got 8 hours of sleep no matter of when those 8 hours are taken. This does not seem to be the case.
An interesting thought came to me while I was in this sleepy caffeinated state, and It is slightly political so feel free to skip this. I was born a European, who also happens to be British and English. And now seeing as Britain(primarily England as far as voting goes) has decided to leave, I will no longer be a European through no choice of my own.
Until now I had never thought of my identity as fluid as it is, but I guess nationality is much more frivolous than I had suspected, which makes nationalism even more of a joke.
This post had meandered away from its intended content, so let’s talk about being a PhD student.
I have found a delicate balance this week between writing and practical stuff. I spent my mornings (9-1) writing and spent my afternoons (1- boredom) analysing data. This is my preferred approach as I can do the thing that requires the most amount of creative input and brain power in the mornings, when I have the most energy, and relegate the monotonous, repetitive tasks to the afternoon. I hope I can maintain a schedule like this indefinitely(unlikely).
I have realised all too well, that collecting data seems to take many months longer than I suspected it would. This means that I will need to run many different trials simultaneously If I want to stay on track. This is another skill I am going to have to get used to. At the moment I am very anxious about it, but I guess I will have to accept this lower standard of well-being as the new normal for the foreseeable future.
I will keep calm and carry on; I hope to strike a good balance between work and play next year as I certainly have not achieved it this year.