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I celebrated my 30th birthday this week. And I feel like it deserves a post at least. But I don't know what to write.

If you think about it, I've lived a third of my life (if I live to 90 that is). I'm not really worried about that. I don't have a particular goal to hit. I don't plan to get married and form a family, for example.

I'd like to finish my PhD though. And I can now focus fully on writing my dissertation. The results that I got were quite simple in retrospect although getting there was not straightforward. I got stuck a lot of times. I took a break and when I got back I realized how to fix it.

I kind of question my output. Is it good enough? My adviser says so. Then it must be. Who am I to argue with that? I have to get better at receiving feedback.

I'm not really good at multi-tasking. Things overwhelm me. But the rare moments when I got into the zone were exhilarating. I'm not sure I'll ever get used to the roller-coaster of emotions.

There's really no point to this post but just some sort of timestamp. A moment in time. I do have some things that bother me but I'd rather keep them private. I'm out here trying to discern what to give away and what to keep.

Well, that's that. I don't know what's in store in the future but at least I'm surviving.

 



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