“Maybe I'm a dog. Maybe Γm a pig—but I wear a uniform. You'll never know my true identity. “ - Seno Gumira Ajidarma,
This is a documentation of my thoughts as I go through the PhD process
I still itch to check online to make sure that I am on track. This week I’m working on an old piece, getting feedback on a piece of writing that was 2 years ago, I fell into a timeslip of remembering, feeling and touching the materials I was engaging with then. Putting on an old snake skin that didn’t quite fit, struggling to find the me who was existing back then again. My hand landing on my phone to reach for the future of what-if and how-dos. Playing catch-up with reconciling writing and thinking with multiple versions of realities that butterflies outwards into a Steins Gate multitude of timelines.