As I mentioned in my introductory post, I’ve learned that the psychology of productivity is, in part, just pursuing the
Huzzah, it’s my birthday! The perfect occasion on which to get all introspective. Or at least more so than other days. I must say, I’m excited to turn 32. I much prefer even-numbered years, for reasons I can’t quite explain, and since 8 is my lucky number, this year should be especially great, since 32 is divisible by 8 four times. Oh snap. I’m also excited to turn 32 for more “real” reasons, though. Reason 1: My dissertation is in a good place I don’t want to say much more than that. One of the things I’ve learned about myself over the years, is that if I expend too much energy talking about the intricacies of what engages me, or the excitement of it, I lose the magic. Sort of like if I let an actual cat out of an actual bag, and the cat turned around and was like, fuck you, man, you put me in a bag!? and
I spent the month of September recuperating from a very long, very busy, very uprooting first portion of the year.
I carry blank paper wherever I go, just in case inspiration flies by. But I’ve also learned over the years
Oh, the best laid plans… The first week of studying definitely threw me some curve balls, and I didn’t accomplish
Welp. I meant to start studying last week, beginning on January 14th, but a number of personal concerns took up