The essay is done and handed in. I think what I handed in was not an essay but a piece of crap. But we shall see... sometimes, the markers like crap.

I will concentrate on pulling myself back away from the edge of insanity.

Relax... relax...Take it easy.

And, PREPARE FOR SEMINAR TOMORROW!
Yes, it is a hard life and it never stops. If it ever does, you will know that you're dead. That is how it is. Living is hard work. Dying is so easy by comparison. Too easy.