“Stop here whenever you are weary
And rest in a sanctuary
from To a Butterfly
20th April 1802″
This week’s photo challenge is something found on the road taken. My parents and I visited Lake District a year or so ago, and explored a lot of it by walking.
We also walked to Wordsworth’s house. The above is a gate from there, and I thought the sign on it went well with the theme!
I am currently in the final year of my undergraduate degree, so a common question I get asked is, “What will you do afterwards?”
I’ll get back to you on that | © Fox Broadcasting Company, via Giphy
Afterwards is this unnameable, feared slice of time, the Voldemort of the slices of times, if you will. It is the looming hour of potential stasis, of nowhere to go or nothing to do after attaining that degree. And it seems to be worse for humanities/arts students.
As you might have noticed, I study English Literature and Creative Writing at university (I’ve written/complained about it a *few* times). So the second-most common question I get asked is “Do you want to be a teacher?” Read More