In something of an unexpected turn, I received a bit of bittersweet news today. In November, when I was unsure of what I was going to do with my life and was generally disillusioned with my future prospects, I submitted an application to do a doctorate at one of the world’s top universities, which also happens to be located here in the UK. I had a few phone interviews in January/February, but had not heard anything since that time, so thought that the matter was finished. Today, I was officially offered a place.
I kept this entire process mostly to myself because I knew that people would have their opinions on it. I had already heard enough people tell me that I would never get an offer, that I was not intelligent enough to do a doctorate, that I was fed up. If I got an offer, great. If I didn’t…well, at least no one could say ‘I told you so’. Today, I proved those individuals wrong.
Sadly, I will not be taking up my place. I am three weeks into a two year contract that I do not feel compelled to break. I have just moved to London and do not much fancy uprooting once again to the fens. Had this offer come even a month ago, I would have leapt at the chance. But now…I have reached a point of contentment and I am reluctant to disrupt this. For the first time in a long time, I am happy.
Is there a PhD in my future? Probably. I will re-evaluate the situation in two years when my contract is up and I once again find myself in a state of transition. In the meantime, I am going to enjoy my 9 to 5 job and the freedom that it brings
Currently loving this song, but not the fact that it comes from the new ‘Snow White’ movie. (Just ignore that fact.)