And it's not human destruction, but environmental destruction too.
My project is on deforestation, but I spend hours just sitting at my desk, reading up on (spatial) statistical models, their differences and assumptions. And I feel like I'm not doing enough, I'm not doing anything. And I think, maybe I should. Maybe a PhD isn't for me, maybe I should go join Greenpeace or some other activist group.
I've asked some friends about their experience doing PhDs, and one of them warned about depression. And I can see why; thoughts can run so wild, and emotions are so difficult to control.
Anyway, some photos of when I'm not project-ing.
|Cecil Street, near Leicester Square, with lots of antique bookshops|
|One nice sunny day and everyone's out, at Gordon Square Garden opposite UCL|
|Field of poppies in Silwood Park :)|
|Not too bad an attempt at a leopard?|
|Not too bad an attempt at a golden-headed lion tamarin?|
|Blanching vegetables to freeze them so they keep longer|
|Courgette pesto pasta bake|
|Sushi :) Found inari at Japan Centre. With tamagoyaki, avocado, and cucumber filling|