I'm feeling a little overwhelmed right at the moment.
I look at my nice list of things I need to write into the dissertation (like, you know, my argument), and my brain just locks. It says it can't. It says it doesn't know the words. It says it doesn't understand.
I know it's lying to me, but there it is, hiding underneath the bed and refusing to come out.
I have nineteen days. This is Not Good.
I look at my nice list of things I need to write into the dissertation (like, you know, my argument), and my brain just locks. It says it can't. It says it doesn't know the words. It says it doesn't understand.
I know it's lying to me, but there it is, hiding underneath the bed and refusing to come out.
I have nineteen days. This is Not Good.