inspired

I met my housemate's mum today in the kitchen. Her mum came down to stay with her and I ran into them both this morning---very nice and friendly people. they laughed and said, oh you have been to yorkshire? yes, it's lots friendlier, not like London.

I'm tremendously inspired. Her mum's doing a PhD now, after teaching English for the past few years, and it amazes me.. because we see so few of people doing things out of the pure passion of it!. It's clear thata PhD isn't going to help in a career, let's be realistic, age, the plethora of Phds in English is obvious, A Phd can only be driven by the sheer love of the subject.

This glimpse into another person's passion is helping to stroke and reignite my own, for I remember, seeing her joy in talking about her PhD, my own drive and passion. I came because I wanted to say something, I wanted to say something real and productive about the world, not merely earn a piece of paper or merely to summarise a grand theorist...which is partly why I've been feeling awfully down and frustrated, because it seems as if the approach taken in the uk unis dept I have attended so far is that to test my summary of a theorist, but not quite to use it, as I'm accustomed to back home.

So i'll finish up those horrible papers, and hopefully move onto something happier soon.