the sun will rise

bsc hons psych ma women’s studies. I work in libraries 📚 🏳️‍🌈

[studypsychh]

a bit of everything lately 🌼🌱🍃

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back to term

[mullmeover]

"You can't change what happened, you can't change what you did or what was done to you. But you can choose how you live now. My precious, you can choose to be free." —Edith Eger

[studypsychh]

wednesday reading 📖☕️

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Londonmaxxing

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life lately 😌🌞🍃

[studypsychh]

Lately 💫🌳🖼️📚☕️

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last christmas on campus

[studypsychh]

The days are ever so slowly getting longer 🌒

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London galleries pt 2

Visiting the neo-impressionism exhibition at the national gallery 🖼️

[studypsychh]

a few more london gallery days 🎨🖼️

[imanbenerrabeh]

exam season!

[studypsychh]

I hope you all had a very peaceful and restful festive break. i’m back to work tomorrow and thinking ahead for the new year but grateful for all the ups and downs from 2025 💫

[imanbenerrabeh]

the key to happiness is to imitate the elderly

[studypsychh]

Finished my third term in Cambridge, next month will make it a year, also i had a promotion a few months ago, so excited for everything

[thirdity]

“If Kafka had been a woman. If Rilke had been a Jewish Brazilian born in Ukraine. If Rimbaud had been a mother, if he had reached the age of fifty. If Heidegger had been able to stop being German, if he had written the Romance of the Earth. Why have I cited these names? To try to sketch out the general vicinity. Over there is where Clarice Lispector writes. There, where the most demanding works breathe, she makes her way. But then, at the point where the philosopher gets winded, she goes on, further still, further than all knowledge. After comprehension, step by step, she plunges trembling into the incomprehensible shuddering depth of the world, the ultrasensitive ear, tensed to take in even the sound of the stars, even the minimal rubbing of atoms, even the silence between two heartbeats.”

— Hélène Cixous, “Coming to Writing” and Other Essays

[penandpaper-love]

October 15th, 2025

I went on the most magical autumn walk today. It felt like a dream. Sun was shining and the colours are just stunning. I really was in awe of all that beauty.

It wasn't the most productive day but it felt good. I've running on my stress mode lately and it's not good. I tend to get hyperproductive when I'm stressed and it is hard to stop and breathe. But breaks are important. Essential.