I’ve had a bit of a block on this blog, for reasons I don’t entirely understand. I absolutely nailed my degree, despite not being certain five months ago whether I would be permitted to graduate or sit my exams. I finished my patient numbers the day my colleagues finished, despite starting 7 months late. And then I drank lots of tequila with friends, and moved out of my flat, and came back home to Swansea to plan the next phase. And then, on the planning front, I came completely unstuck. So, despite having a bajillion things to be grateful for, I’m having a bit of a slump. I’ll keep it simple, therefore, and say that I’m glad I had time to sort out some of the next steps in the new garden I’m building, and I’m glad I am reading a fun book. I’m about 5 years behind on novels, and despite starting with a trashy crime novel I quickly put that down. I’m now half-way through The Bonesetter’s Daughter, which I bought 6 hours ago for the princely sum of 33 pence. It was wonderful to sit in the garden with a book tonight, looking at other things which grow and change. I think I was preparing to prepare for tomorrow’s meeting about whether there’s work for me at the university I just graduated from, whether I can publish my dissertation, and what I should do with myself. Immersing myself in a garden and a book for a few hours has given me enough space to get over my slump and, finally, get on with the planning and the proof-reading and the CV.