by candlelight as two kittens played around my feet and I pondered my
project. Today is one of those days when I feel totally overwhelmed by
my project. This certainly isn't the first time.
I looked through my notebook from my first year of grad school for
inspiration. I've been kicking around these same ideas the whole time,
but I feel like I'm missing something. It's too complex and messy. I'm
trying to figure out which of a bazillion possible influences is most
important in explaining an observed phenomenon. My experiments, so
neat and tidy on paper, in reality have to account for a hundred
Surely there must be a more elegant way of reaching my goal to
accomplish useful, relevant, and publishable research this summer.
I have no idea what I'm doing. Tomorrow I need to talk with my field
assistants about "the plan" and I don't know what to tell them. I'm
doing a terrible job of trying not to panic. I don't know what to do.