And I turned that 5,664-word sucker in to my teacher’s credenza today. No more Big Bad Woolf. I’m a free woman.
Well, actually I’m not. I still have assignments to work on.
But I don’t care. Not right now. The semester’s biggest, baddest dragon has been slain, and I feel to light. So bubbly. So happy.
So, so tired.
Tomorrow, I’ll go back to my hard-working, diligent self. But I need to erase four days of tunnel vision to do that. One evening should be enough.
Back to the usual programming tomorrow.