It’s been a crazy month. And as life will have it, it’s only procrastination on a lazy Saturday afternoon that provides me with some space to pause, think and breathe.

When you’re working on a thesis, every moment spent on something other than the thesis feels like time wasted, time lost and time never regained. It feels like a memory you cannot erase, it sits in the back of your mind when you’re having fun and when you finally get back to it, the absence of progress is an alarming reminder of how much more you have yet to do and how little you have already achieved.

Yet, all honors students (well, at least from what I can gather) try hard to fight against the temptation to be consumed by research and ongoing assignments. We try to take breaks, we try to live a little and if possible, we try to forget about the thesis from time to time, just so we don’t endanger our own mental well-beings in the pursuit of a psychology degree.

Strangely enough, the past month feels like it has allowed me to do all of that, without having to try hard at all. As soon as the first bout of exams was over, a week’s worth of partying and socialising, a full on gospel conference, two weeks’ worth of wedding celebrations, late-night catch ups with old friends, and long-awaited family time fell straight into my lap.

Then, pretty much as soon as I stepped off the plane and back into Melbourne, uni assignments, gig preparation, more socialising and oh of course, the thesis, came rolling in for more.

Yet, in the midst of the everything, I am thankful for the opportunity and the time to soak up love and friendship, to relive moments from the past, to establish new connections and to witness the abounding grace of God. It is with love and gratitude that I share these moments from the past few weeks and thank you for being on this journey with me.

xo

Charissa