Life Sucks but At Least You Live
After horrible, thrashing hours of nightmare and insomnia before my trip back to Swarthmore, I suddenly found my depression cracked wide open. So do I seem to be getting at least some of my abilities back, being able to intuitively comprehend quantum again and remembering a little more than before. My mind feels as though it has just taken a giant crap, getting out all the nastiness in one night of torture.
Bryn Mawr contra on Friday. Don't have time to go, but probably will if it kills me.
Overslept this morning by over an hour. Tomorrow's gonna be bad. Makes me wonder if I should try to take the statmech midterm today instead. Let's see how I feel after lunch.
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