I was reflecting on this blog while walking into the city tonight to meet my friends for dinner and I suddenly chuckled when I remembered that this blog was to chronicle my adventures in the UK, Europe and now life back in Australia. While tales of my wanderings have kinda fitted in with the blog, the entries since I came back had more of the ‘doldrums of PhD’. Has life stopped becoming an adventure after one’s overseas trip is finished? Was it an adventure because I was not in the country I ‘normally’ live in and now that I am back, so too the adventure? Ah…the predictable tangent of a PhD-soaked brain-never fail with the questions and analysis.
But it is a stretch if I were to chronicle my daily routine as an adventure. However if I can try and frame it in a more interesting and creative way, say perhaps sketching my writing up process more like a ’struggle of life and death with an enemy’ or even through the genre of a detective story, whereby the protaganist is trying to solve the mystery of the PhD despite great obstacles, a tale that is filled with unexpected twists and turns. Perhaps that might even make the actual gruelling (and thankless) process more engaging.
Ah, the things we (PhD students) do just to waste more time 
