Sometimes I think I think too much. Knowledge is power and
ignorance is bliss but where does contentment lie?
As
always the nine months disappeared without a word, and I’m left to sift through
the memories one by one to recall where they went. Savouring my last few months
of the university life as I know it, before I truly will have no more excuses
to entertain the title of “child”. Because, at some point in the past year, the
term “adult” grew comfortable, familiar but also became one of pride and
respect, earnt and not given. Confidence grew in the nooks and crannies, watered
through learning experiences; teaching and mentoring first years, successfully
navigating through the precarious process of pay negotiation, and achieving the
best result personally and academically for design studio. Twenty three years,
living, breathing, inhabiting this small little corner of the world, regretting
not a moment or choice because I like who I am, I’m proud of how far I’ve come
and I know I have so much further to go.
