Mid-Semester Catch Up

I’ve hit the middle of this semester of my Masters course and it feels so strange knowing I’ve done most of the teaching part of it, I only have 5 more weeks of taught classes and then the writing for my dissertation to go. The year has passed by so quickly it almost doesn’t feel real.

I know what I want to do next year but not if I’ll be doing it. I know that I’m trying to get myself to a more positive place and that I’m taking steps to improve on that. I know I’m learning to cook a wider variety of things and learning to adapt to different situations.

Because I could be anywhere next year and doing anything.

But for now I’m 1’500 words into one of my essays, have another one planned and haven’t even started the proper writing for my dissertation but know roughly what it’s going to be like. I’m currently sat in the library cafe with food, a bottle of Coke Zero and feeling happy and content.

It’s a good feeling, and part of that is knowing that I’ve got everything planned out, but if things don’t go to plan it’s okay too.