This blog is not, for me, career threatening. I do not have to worry about people thinking me whacko or fruit loop. It will not affect my ability to get a job nor secure any research grant income. I do not have to publish or perish, nor do I have to suck up to others in order to secure a conference invite which would enable me to profess in public about my work. I do not have to furnish evidence of peer esteem. There is no performance related metric in which I am obliged to demonstrate citation number or H-index.

It is a more moot point whether it might inhibit venture capital funding. Given my age and inactivity that is highly unlikely anyway.

I don’t have hordes of social media followers nor am I in “the” media. I have no media presence which could be cancelled on the baying whim of the horde or hive. I am not at risk of losing monetised social media content.

There is no compulsion for me to firm up or write down my ideas. In an academic sense at the age of 61 it is highly unlikely that I could come up with anything new. I am well past my sell by date and the best before has receded into the dim mists of history.

Over the years I have emailed a dozen or so current academics about dreaming and to date only one has replied. An interaction with me is  perhaps career threatening for them…

On the cards this week is more DIY in the yellow kitchen. I have nearly finished the deep {using chemicals} clean which means we are good to go with the paint and decorate.

Being and old fart is less stressful…