On Monday morning, after spending about
half an hour on my Nietzsche essay, I put it on hold to focus entirely on my
Gabrielle Roy paper, which would be due in a little over a day. As I moved
things around and worked on refining each paragraph of my argument, for hours I
found myself still on page four. The only times I went online were to look up a
word or to try to find a synonym for another word. I didn’t feel I could spare
the time to cook anything elaborate and so I just dropped some onion soup cubes
in a pot with some water, threw some broccoli into that, then a can of chick
peas, a can of mixed vegetables and a jar of pasta sauce. I ate the soup while
staring at my essay. By the end of the day I’d thrown in the closing statement
on a five and a half page paper that my brain was too tired by that time to
edit, so I put my brain to bed so it could freshly tackle the beast in the
morning.
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