The last of my applications for PhD funding has been rejected. I’ve decided to think of myself as a misunderstood genius and take to drinking cocktails in the afternoon.

The only problem with having more work is that now I have to work more.

Tiny snow figure with two dark eyes in dim light with bright lights in background

Holiday friend.

Overheard in Covent Garden this evening, ‘It’s not, you know, selling drugs to Americans, it’s actually quite hard work.’

The perfect thing to scroll through when you need a few minutes to yourself #duvetknowitschristmas

Nothing motivates a deep clean of the flat more than the end-of-term work drop-off and an intimidating reading list. #productiveprocrastination

#PPNow2024

Saturday.

He very well might have. However, I will choose to believe it was ‘sausage’ to maintain the air of mystery.

For the second time in as many months I’ve confused a word count for a character count in an application. And now, some speed editing.

Ethan Hawke held the door for me at Starbucks.

A man has walked by as I’m standing on the steps of my building and said, to no one in particular, ‘A sausage full of secrets.’ What a glorious start to the day!

Once-wealthy family!

Hi Aaron, could I be added please?

Hello. I’m a New York-trained psychoanalyst living in London, working with people across the world. Next year I’ll start formal research on a PhD at Manchester Metropolitan Uni looking at psychoanalysis and trauma through the lens of the Gothic.

Thank you!

May I join? I start my PhD on trauma and the Gothic next year.