I don't want to study insects anymore
It's been a whole year. I've been unemployed and I dived into entomology. I studied insects for 5-10 hours everyday, just for fun. I bought books, a stereomicroscope, some chemicals and tools. I collected 200+ specimen, some of theme rare and scientifically interesting. I built connections with other entomologists, some of them being experts in their field. I found my favorite family. I blogged about my passion many times, especially here, one month ago.
I think I'm done. A year-long hyper-fixation vanished. I don't know, I still have specimen in the freezer to process as well as data to enter. I thought I needed to take care of the stuff in my freezer before collecting new stuff, but I never did. It's been roughly a week. The thought of opening my collection box gives me nausea. Maybe the smell of decaying animal doesn't go well with pregnancy sickness.
I'm feeling good though. I feel kinda guilty walking through the giant office my partner built for me in the main room of our apartment. But overall, I'm feeling good. It's refreshing to have normal hobbies, taking time to dabble with unimportant stuff, doing something for an hour top and not hyper-fixating. I'm finally reading books instead of scientific research, taking time to go for a walk without my insect-collecting gear. Maybe I needed some holidays, away from a hobby that looked like a job, after all.
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