All that happy energy — gone.

Not gone, but a bit more obsolete.

The task seems to be getting to me.

A touch.

I suppose it’s the weight of getting it right that is struggling.

The attention and the interest.

In many ways, I fear undelivering.

It’s always been the case — not feeling like I’m enough.

I have done well to believe in myself.

And this is the first step of many.

Get over the fuzz.

Fuzz

Joint PhD Candidate Business & Management at Manchester & Melbourne| MSc UCL Science, Technology and Society | BA (Hons) QMUL Human Geography |