Of final papers, sleeping in hostels and writing.
Dang. It’s 5 am and I’m wide awake.
For years I’ve dreamed about this. To travel. Stay in hostels. And wake up super early.
For me traveling doesn’t mean that I don’t do any work. I’ve given hope on that and accepted the fact that I’m a workaholic.
So, my only desire is to wake up super early and get some work done.
Sleeping in a dorm was interesting. The beds kept creaking all night. I was sharing the room with two other girls (one from Germany and the other from Canada) and so it was interesting to keep track of their snoring patterns – one made a deep guttural snore while the other had a fast-paced whooshy snore. I learnt that it’s it not the smartest thing to choose the upper bunk – you’re too close to the light (both the bulb as well as the fire alarm LED) which kept throwing a shadow in my face.
I met a couple of other interesting characters – realized that running and traveling give you something to talk about.
Which reminds me – I’ve been reading my proposal again and am super proud of it.
As I look through my older papers, I notice how lame I was. My thought process was unclear. I used a lot of jargon. Most of the physics and chemistry was left unexplained or just superficially alluded to.
But I’m getting better. With each paper, I feel more confident of my writing. I find the latest one more simple and written to the point.