thesis yet again
from the moment i wake up until the second before i sleep, horrid thoughts about my thesis cloud my mind. the writing that never ends, the reading that never suffices, the time that always goes missing. with only a week left and a billion pages still to fill, i wonder if i will ever get this across and still remain standing. i hope i do, for all the tides i've braved, for all the people i've met, for all that i am, i hope i do remain standing tall after this.
that's why, now, i face my thesis yet again.
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