Post-a-day 18: End

[crwban]

It's late. I'm tired. There are no words from me, other to say that for better or worse marks I've finished both my essays. Six thousand tortuously extracted words committed to paper to be posted recorded delivery tomorrow and close another educational chapter in my life.

I have to be up again in 6 hours or so. That's twice in a row. I'm freaking exhausted, but I'm free.