blazing hot sun and the dissertation

just ate some lunch. methi ki sabzi, hash brown and rice and curry. super full. trying to figure out what this dissertation is all about. it seems to take ages to make it sound constructive. such a frail line between making sense and making a fool of oneself. feels like bridget jones, always walking the thin line. feels good to be friends again. it should stay that way. an owl's feather adorns the photo frame now. i've got three days to straighten things out.

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this is no easy task. au revoir!