It's hard to write in this thing.

It's really, really hard.

It's finals right now, and everything is building to a crescendo--the term, the workload, the stress, and the absolutely palpable inevitability of transition.  It's not a good time for transition to become inevitable.  That was not in the plan.

Why has it become so inevitable so quickly?

I'm working and shouldn't be stopping to write this.

I'm so high.

I want my therapist back.

Maybe I'll send her an e-mail.