searching for words

this is one of those days when i am at a loss. no words come out from within to give some semblance of justification for what have been dropped on us all, seniors, like a bombshell. there is no thesis pull out, at least, not in a guaranteed way. once again, our batch seemed to have been the repository of everything novel such that well placed curves and patterns, especially in garnering high grades, are adamantly broken. here it is again, there is no pull out. after days of assurance, it has slipped out on us once more.

how do we go on? and where do we go? no visible path to easy salvation looms beyond the horizon.

and that left me, searching for words.