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I have contemplated my post-it whiteboard of inspiration, and the wall behind it, and mind-mapped out many questions on it in red dry-erase pen... and I have thoughts.
Tiny, spindly, terrifying thoughts.
I wasn't expecting that to happen.
Now I have to nurture them (assuming I don't wake up in the morning wondering what I was thinking) until Friday when I can discuss them with advisor R.
Tiny little thought-kernels. Wow.
Tiny, spindly, terrifying thoughts.
I wasn't expecting that to happen.
Now I have to nurture them (assuming I don't wake up in the morning wondering what I was thinking) until Friday when I can discuss them with advisor R.
Tiny little thought-kernels. Wow.