yeah…
I am in full fledged denial that this thing is coming to a close. I have SOOO much to do but continue to find belly button lint to collect and doilies to knit.
It’s insane!
I think I am in denial.
Ok.
Maybe…maybe not.
I just know that I have huge projects due, papers that need to be completed, presentations to prepare and at least 50 hours more of “real” work to do. Is it bad that I am hoping, nay, praying for an earthquake???
It’s the anxiety of the end of things…
And the anxiety of living/performing up to my own expectations…
Which are impossibly high.
Gee, now exactly why do I have low self-esteem again???
Oh, yeah. The impossiblity of being perfect…
Got it.
Ok, go TEAM ME! You can do it! 67 yards to go!!! 5.6 miles more!!! One more proof, one more paper, one more graph, one more formula to solve! You can do it!!!
BIG G
little o
Go!
Go!
Ok…
I’ll put away my team cheer.
Go back to your regularly televised cynacism.
