Strangely, I had a odd dream last night too (nothing violent, sensual, or absurd though..).
I was in front of the computer typing my thesis and there was another girl beside me. We were sort of in a boutique or something, there were changing rooms. And she was telling me that the later sections of my thesis are more important. I know that! And there were more, but I no longer remember.
Today is D-day.
I guess I'm feeling both anxious and apathetic about this whole thesis thingy. Its hard to imagine the two together, I know, but I really feel this way. Perhaps I could do with heading back to my table and having some chocolate wafers for breakfast.
Or perhaps Mondays all feel like this?
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