Five years ago, I was lucky enough to get tickets for the London Olympics. Whilst I saw a number of events, none of them took place in the Olympic Stadium. Last night I attended the World Athletes Championships (also in London) and finally got a chance to see inside.
Whilst eating breakfast this morning, I watched the bees visiting Lavender flowers on my patio. Going about their lives without a care for anything else. For the bees, their world is the flower. Their time is now. Their lives are small.
Our lives are complicated. We look beyond the here and now. But wouldn’t it sometimes be nice to be able to dedicate our minds and selves in such a singular and direct way?
Watching bees lets me escape and imagine, for just a moment, that life is simple.
When walking home tonight, I looked up at the moon suspended low in the night sky. To us, our would seems big. But on a cosmic scale, to our moon and beyond, we realise how small and vulnerable it really is.
To us, our lives are important. To us, our lives are everything and consequential. But wouldn’t it sometimes be nice to think that the things we do and the choices we make are not important?
Thinking about the scale of it all, compared to ourselves, lets me realise that life should be led without worry. How can we worry when we realise how insignificant we really are?
To the universe, we are just like the bee.
A week in hours is nothing more than seven sets of twenty four.
But not to normal rules does time consent, a week depends on with whom it’s spent.
When it’s with you it runs so fast, longer though I wish it would last.
Now like time so quick, away you’ve flown. Last week and weeks ahead are mine alone.
Where once time ran swiftly away, now each day’s a week, each hour’s a day.
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Today was the third day of my new summer job. I just wanted to take this post to talk a bit about what I will be doing over the next few months.
From this week until mid September, I will be working in the accommodation office at my university. I have to admit that there hasn’t been a lot of time between finishing writing my PhD thesis and starting this job. I had originally envisaged myself having a nice relaxing break between the two. In reality, it was just a day or so.
My main role with the job will be to deal with first year students applying for university accommodation. This includes dealing with telephone and e-mail queries, working out who is eligible to stay in accommodation and assigning rooms to students. So far it has all been good. Whilst quite quiet at the moment, the pace is sure to pick up in a month or so when exam results are released.
For me, the most challenging thing about the job is the 9am start. I know this is not considered early by ‘normal’ people, but remember, I have spent the last four years going to bed and getting up when I like. I am getting better at the whole sleeping at normal hours thing though, last night I even managed to be in bed by 1am. Tonight I’m aiming for 12.30am! Wish me good luck…