Panic at the Library

Friday night.  9:46 pm.  It just dawned on me that I’ve realistically spent more than half of my life for the past four weeks in the library, staring at dots on a page.

This is water. This is water. This is water.

* * *

No, this is what I love to do, and I’m not even being sarcastic.  Perhaps there’s still a bit of intellectual curiosity left in me, but as much as working for 12-14 hours each day sucks, I feel like this is what I was made to do.

* * *

Maybe not. Yawn.

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