I woke up this morning with my heart beating rather hard, with pieces of a dream in my head. It was not fantastical or extraordinary in any way, other than me remembering a dream. It involved me talking to some people and asking them what days would they be available for me to defend my thesis. I really do want to get over with this grad school thing and start a real life.
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