My daily routine has been skewed for the negative.
For a few nights in a row I have been going to bed a couple of hours later, and consequently trying to catch up on sleep the next day. I have disrupted my morning routine by sleeping through it. This, for me, is something that hasn’t happened since my teenage years. Way back then, it had a drastic effect on my academic performance; that is the excuse I give for my relatively poor grades.
So, this weekend I endeavour to reset my sleep schedule. I will be in bed by ten-thirty, even if I have to lie there contemplating the universe all night. On a positive note, it is not stress or worry that is keeping me up all night, it is due to socialising.
That is the primary goal of the weekend. The rest of my tasks are:
• Two gym sessions
• Look up conferences I want to attend
• Prep some work that I need to be reviewed by one of my supervisors
• Write a blog post
There are lots of other tasks that I would ideally like to complete, but they are all secondary and on a mental check-list that has been growing exponentially since 2014.
This week was of no particular importance for my studies; it was not an extraordinary week; thus, I only need ordinary evidence. Therefore, my telling this to you will have to suffice.
Most of my week was spent in the lab, and I snuck off to write whenever I had finished my experiments and had energy left. I have, a very easy to arrive at estimation, that I will not finish my literature review this month. I have the same old problem, not knowing exactly what I want to say, so I tend to get sidetracked a lot. Out of all the writing I have done over the last year this had been by far the hardest thing to do.
Going from a broad outline of a concept to getting specific words on a page is a particular challenge for me. If anyone has any suggestions on how I can improve in this regard, please comment below!
I have had another revelation this week, and I think it stems from my maturation. I have noticed that I am much more interested in nature. Specifically, I want to know the name of all different types of trees, and whenever I see an interesting fungus, I am straight to google to find out all about it.
See this beautiful mushroom I found on campus.
As a child and younger adult, trees were evaluated on their ability to be climbed, or a shelter from the elements. Recently though I have been enamoured with them and can’t find enough information. I can’t be sure as to why I have developed this fascination, but I assume this is part of the ageing process. The previously mundane is now genuinely exciting. Not for the adrenaline rush, it could provide, but for the information that co-exists with it.
Is this normal?