I’m pretty worn out. My final thesis deadline is now on the scale of days and, as seems to happen in every single aspect of my life, I’m busily fussing about making sure everything is done as well as I’d like it to be. That time a couple of years ago, spent teaching myself not to be overly perfectionistic is coming in useful right now.
Unfortunately, I have so much on my mind right now that I can’t really spare much RAM to concern myself with very much else. Well, save the occasional bit of cathartic release, such as writing this post.
But right about now when things seem tangled up and forboding may be a good time to write a little something to remind myself. Remind myself why I’m putting myself through this.
This is the Tarantula nebula. It’s 160,000 light years away and it’s chock full of forming stars, riddled with filamentous dust clouds, and teeming with fascinating molecules. It fascinates me. And I’ve always had an inherent desire to learn more about things which fascinate me. Where there’s nothing left to learn, that’s when research happens. This is why I chose to become a scientist.
And the Tarantula is just one of innumerable nebulae like it. But each one is unique. There will never be a shortage of new things to discover.
That is why I’m putting myself through all of this. That is what I tell myself whenever I feel like I’m not good enough. This is the dream that I need to remember.