For me, working in research is like the open sea.
The waves pull you up, down, and sometimes completely under...
At moments you are in the middle of a white squall
in which you are just trying to keep your head above water and survive.
This is often followed by suspiciously calm waters & blue skies.
But no matter how calm the water, there is always some threatening deadline...
This is often like being very slowly, but surely
hunted by a great white.
A menacing fin is looming in the distance, as you anxiously await
the moment that the shark will actually attack!
This week the waters are eerily calm, &
my godforsaken Master's thesis is forever looming in the distance.
It's my last week at UCLA.
& a very uneventful one in comparison to weeks past.
[the calm before the storm]
I am filled with mixed feelings about my new future in Portland....
But there is no changing it now,
because this northbound train leaves the station in
T-minus 2.5 weeks!
[& i have SO much to do between now & then!]
Until then I will continue to waver between
happy & sad, relieved & nervous, excited & tired...