it will all be over soon

I've been posting a lot lately. An escape, or something like it.

I've calculated that I need to write 41-46 pages in order to graduate. That's approximately a page a day, which is nothing, and my calculating such things is the inverse of overwhelming: it's freeing. It's a light at the end of the tunnel, a measurable handle on the immeasurable desperation that happens, on occasion, in my mind.

The real problem is my complete inability to ever complete all the reading. I have a constant sensation of getting nothing done. I do, in fact, get things done, but never complete, not with reading... Writing, however, requires punctuation. Writing can be complete - might be the only thing that can be complete in my life this semester.

I digress. Not that there is a topic at hand... but there might have been.

I actually just have a strong urge to list for you all that needs doing, but you have your own (bigger) (more complicated) things to do, and if I were reading, I wouldn't read someone else's to-do list.

So goodnight. And remember: it will all be over soon.