<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"><channel><title>May on The Field Blog</title><link>https://thefield.blog/essays/2025/05/</link><description>Recent content in May on The Field Blog</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-in</language><lastBuildDate>Mon, 26 May 2025 10:00:00 +0530</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="https://thefield.blog/essays/2025/05/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>When expectations arrive before I do</title><link>https://thefield.blog/essays/when-expectations-arrive-before-i-do/</link><pubDate>Mon, 26 May 2025 10:00:00 +0530</pubDate><guid>https://thefield.blog/essays/when-expectations-arrive-before-i-do/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;The moment I start to think about doing something new (and mostly important) – a whole squad of expectations bursts onto the scene (like Micah Richards did many times), setting up camp in my head before I have even taken a single step. My brain hitches a ride on a time machine, races into the future, designs the “perfect” outcome and then presents it to me as the only acceptable reality.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>