In which Joanna whimpers a little

[ceildh_night]

I don't know if I can do it. I don't know if I can care enough to actually put enough effort into re-writing my final paper. And I'm afraid to read my classmates' critiques of it. I've put it off for a week while I finished two other papers, but I have to do it now. I think I'm tired of holding my breath, wincing in advance and then reading.

Comments

[redheaded_itch]

Jo, I believe you can do it! You have to focus on it one piece at a time, bit by bit, but it will come together. I know it will. It's this one last thing and then you're free! You don't have to do grad school if you don't want to, you don't have to come home if you don't want to! You should go and do whatever your heart is telling you you should. If that means moving to Zimbabwe and becoming a florist, if that means staying put in New Brunswick and working some boring job, if it means not knowing what comes next. Just let it happen.

And yes, the world does come alive again in spring. I'm glad I'm not the only one who feels it. :)

I love you. If you need to call me and talk, call.