So that happened…

Life with dyslexia while studying for a masters and moving around at the same time sure isn’t easy. At the beginning of the year I had all these plans for this blog, but I’ve had to come to terms with that a lot of them probably won’t be happening – at least not until I hand in my dissertation at the end of June. Living with dyslexia while trying to complete a masters program is proving very taxing on my mental health at the moment. I have to do a lot of reading for my literature review, and even though I know that my difficulties in getting it done right are down to my dyslexia it is causing me a lot of frustration. Don’t get me wrong, I love how dyslexia has given me tools to see and do a lot of other things really well, but at times the pressures of needing to conform to norms outside of my abilities just gets to me. I wish I could be graded on how well I hang an artwork or some other practical thing where I don’t have to fight with my brain to get it done, but where I could instead collaborate with the knowledge it holds. Anyway, all this to say that with all this happening I’ve felt zero energy to do any blogging, or rather zero energy to complete the blog posts I’ve been working on. I have 3 lined up that need varying degrees of editing, two about books I’ve read and one about a talk I went to. I’ve also finished reading another book that I need to write a blog post about. I’ve also travelled a bit over the last few weeks, so I’d love to share some pictures from the places I’ve visited. Let’s see what happens.

Featured image by Cameron Casey on Pexels.com

Thoughts | A misty morning on Hampstead Heath

I’m in London for a few days visiting family and meeting with friends. The January Blues came knocking this past week, so decided to spend the morning in nature to try and clear my head a bit. It’s been misty and wet all morning, but as I write this sitting on bench practically alone in this part of Hampstead Heath the sun is fighting to shine through the clouds. The birds are chirping away and it’s hard to believe that this is London, a city with millions of residents and yet only a few dozens of people have walked past where I’m sitting.

January blues are the worst, one moment you’re fine – hell I felt finally on top of the world in the first two weeks of the year – the next everything is annoying and unimportant. In my quest for self discovery I wonder though if this years blues might be tied to my worries and annoyance at not being able to identify what area of museum studies I want to explore for my dissertation, the knowledge that in a few short weeks teaching is over and it’s time to start preparing for what will come next, having to find out where to move to when teaching ends, hoping to find placement that I’ll find fulfilling… oh yeah and an essay due in next week..

I’m sure there’s a whole lot more on my list, but for now I’ll take a deep breath, listen to the wind and birds in the trees around me and try to recharge my batteries. After all, when life hands you lemons – make lemonade..

Featured photograph by Sasha Andersen of a view of Hampstead Heath.