I’m 29, currently unemployed, single and at the throes of figuring out a career path after an unremarkable PhD. There is no resolution yet in sight, but for some reason I am not petrified. Yes I’m scared, but there’s a difference. This point in my life is yet another beginning of so much possibilities. It’s the end of all possible formal schooling and the start of more selective and conscious learning. I’ve lost many, I’ve kept what matters. But perhaps the weight is an exception, I welcome more loss. And more of what matters. In starting this new blog, I will try to keep to my plan to be brave enough to write about pain, failure, and uncertainty as I feel it. To be unashamed of these lesson-bearers. And in the same way, I will try to stick to my plan to see through clouds of happiness, because it’s not always sad girls who write. Happiness deserves to be an inspiration, because we are not undeserving of it.