Caffeine dreams – week 47

PhD Life

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.

Author: Louis

Spend less than you earn, Invest the surplus, avoid debt. Eat food, not too much, mostly plants

3 thoughts on “Caffeine dreams – week 47”

  1. You’ll still be a European as far as the USA is concerned – and most of the rest of the world quite probably. Being old enough to remember life before the Common Market I can reassure the youth of today that we did used to travel the continent and work in Europe. This has never been a problem as long as there wasn’t a war on (and sometimes even then).
    You will still find those awful French Golden Delicious in the supermarkets and be able to buy a Peugeot or Volkswagen or Skoda, should you wish. Prices of European produce and products will still be economic since their manufacturer’s want to sell them to us.
    Whichever way the ball rolls, life will go on pretty well the same for most of us – except, perhaps, for the politicians who won’t have the option of a lucrative MEP posting to retire to. I’m sure they’ll find some cushy alternative.

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