Last weekend, I had nothing scheduled beyond my 9am Saturday lesson and the gym. I intended to study as much as possible, putting in a total of about five hours, which doesn’t feel good enough. I did also finish writing my latest piece for The Norwich Radical and have been scheduling in some time for admin so I can gradually work through my to-list yet still prioritise reading for my course.
Aside from this, I ended up doing some local cat-sitting, but was horrified to find out on my way to the evening feed that at the exact time I was doing the first visit, a man died in a shooting just five minutes’ walk away. I’d come back from a Turkish shop in Catford when a friend sent me a report that said the bus I was on wasn’t calling at the stop, so walked past the police tape.
I attended my placement solo on the Monday. I was warned I could feel shitty and for several reasons, that day had come. So, I saw my parents for dinner and went to see Paddington in Peru, which was exactly what I needed. It had me laughing out loud, but also moved me to tears, relating to elements of its story of belonging to the UK and elsewhere, more so I imagine chiming with my dad, who if gig tickets for as his birthday present.
On Tuesday, I had therapy and a visit to the ceramics shed, and it was my turn to present during supervision. Aside from some reading, I did some edits to the article and went to the gym. I had also been able to access the National Theatre ‘Death to England’ series, so finished with the televised version. I didn’t have my placement the next day, but after reading in a cafe with a friend, I had remote clinical supervision. I did some reflective art-making and notes. I had moved some of my tuition work, so I had a student then began my swimming routine.
Thursdays are now intense work-wise, but I still have time for a morning gym session, before back-to back tutoring from 11am until around 6pm. After yoga this morning, I’ve done a mixture of lesson planning, admin (grant application!), and studying. I finished a whole book and an academic paper, so I’m feeling primed to see Jimmy Eat World with PUP supporting solo tonight!
Watching: The Simpsons, TOWIE, Exploding Kittens, National Theatre Live (Death to England)
Reading: Community as Doctor by Robert Rapoport, Sexy but Psycho by Dr Jessica Taylor, In Search of Lost Time by Marcel Proust (audiobook), The Woman in Me by Britney Spears (audiobook), Why We Sleep by Matthew Walker
Podcasts: What Now? with Trevor Noah, Courageous Arts: A Deeper Dive
Music: Jimmy Eat World, PUP, AURORA, Jacob Alon
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