Done

I sent it this evening, while munching on some candy. I thought I would feel only relief, but instead I'm a bit sad. My paper is off to be judged and critiqued, and I put so much into it, so much energy and research and sleepless nights.
My poor little paper.


So...sleep. You know you're sleep-deprived when...

*you have the shakes and can't type anymore
*your boss asks you if you are ill and when you demur tells you that she knows a good family doctor. And then sends you his phone number by email. Twice.
*you fall asleep when you lean against a wall waiting for a bus.

Now onto some Berlin exploration!

I feel like I should celebrate, a bit, but I'll wait until my supervisor tells me it's shit. Or not.

In the meantime, this candy is really delicious.