30 May 2008
Snails pace
I feel like a snail, trying to run a marathon. And I feel stupid for trying in the first place. What on earth possessed me a year ago???? Was it ambition? Was it temporary insanity? Was it existential angst, fearing for misery in the future without the doctorate (as in no job, no pension, no future)? Was it arrogance? Damned if I know.
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A few weeks' self-doubt strikes every candidate, Lucienne. Part of the course, mate. Just think of it as a hurdle out of the way. There'll be more, but they won't be as big as this one. If you want it, determination'll get you there. If you don't know whether you really do want it, wait a coupla weeks, stick your head in a relevant source, and see how you feel then. No use making the big decisions amidst the angst, eh?
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