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Reading this at 11pm in the lab while waiting for my code to run while text-flirting with an academic colleague as a 3rd year PhD student in September was truly a transcendental experience.

3rd yr PhD student right of passage

"If neurotic is wanting two mutually exclusive things at one and the same time, then I'm neurotic as hell. I'll be flying back and forth between one mutually exclusive thing and another for the rest of my days." Buddy put his hand on mine.
"Let me fly with you."

COME FLY WITH ME 🎵 LET’S FLY AWAY

Most relatable entry thus far:

The beauty and confidence she had only begun to harvest was just as swiftly being snatched away.
"You should also know," she said, looking up from the floor and the pile of wood, "that there comes a time when the main challenge of your life crystallizes in a matter of months. A pain or fear manifests itself at the exact moment when you lose your sense of youthful weightlessness."

Bought this in the London airport during layover a few hours ago and am already halfway through - someone else start this book so we can talk about it asap

Rachel cusk is slowly edging out Barbara KINGsolver for my all-time favorite author. Not there yet, but wow

Holy literary genius; Rachel Cusk I love you

Imagine traipsing through literal hell with your PhD situationship who you have convinced yourself you aren’t in love with because the version of them from months prior before the fallout is but a separate being (such as yourself from that time that you can no longer recognize). All in search of your pain in the ass advisor. Doctoral situationships = literal hell

This is the book people were reading in middle school / high school?? Feel like I was out of the loop thinking this was just some Greek myth book

This book long af

Huh. Poll for the men in the chat: is it really this simple?

Guilty pleasure rec from Kristen

What I would give to sit on a lake shore in the Midwest with my mother right now and hear stories

I’m not proud of this.

“Tell me I don't know you, Sam thought. Tell me I don't know you when I could draw both sides of this hand, your hand, from memory. “ pass the joint