So I haven't written in my journal for the last three months. I guess that's a good sign. Work is going well, I'm very happy with how everything is going. My thesis in particular is really solidifying and it's looking quite well. I still sometimes get panic attacks about my work not being interesting enough, but then again I get things like an invitation to apply for a residency in Paris because they know me through Kunstbulletin or the talk at the fair in Lausanne or the art awards and yeah I guess it can't be that bad then. I've been wanting to reach out to a couple of people that have been on my course to thank them for their contributions that helped me steer my work into this direction. Quite funny how I'm now living so much more in my head than before and how I'm more stressed out and sleep less because I think about all these things. And I'm also frustrated by how little time there usually is to actually make work. Slightly annoying. But hey ho, that's life and we'll see what happens.