Things have been good and bad this past while.
I finally got two manuscripts out the door, and two more on the wing about to be submitted.
I applied for five jobs, and have a phone interview for one at the end of the month.
I’m not doing the science I want to do, but I know why I came here, and what I have to do to move on, so I’m doing okay.
On the down side, I’ve been living on the edge of sanity with only moments of clarity. My beloved pet died yesterday, and I feel like I’m floating through life with nothing to ground me.
The dynamics of the lab have shifted, and I’m excited to be there for it. I feel strangely calm.
Life will go on. I never thought I would be here, so I know my life is something I can’t plan.
It’ll be okay.
I’ll be okay.
