Today I feel like my life is on hold.
This isn't a new feeling. I've felt like I'm in a holding pattern since I started graduate school. I guess I feel like I'm in neutral, because I'm still rolling, but not necessarily of my own design. Life events, and results of experiments, keep happening, not as a direct result of my effort, but because they happen.
I'm waiting. I hate waiting for things to happen to me. It's frustrating to the control freak in me.