The lady next to me at the computer lab reading text messages and chuckling.
People who are out walking through the cool darkness, in no particular hurry to get where they’re going.
People who have never thought grad school sounded like fun.
People who have showered today. Or yesterday. Or. Well, never mind.
People who cannot go to work because they are stranded at home by snowstorms and therefore could theoretically work on their dissertations ALL DAY.
People who do not hallucinate that working on a dissertation ALL DAY would be a) fun or b) preferable to earning money.
People who do not have anxiety dreams about Holden Caulfield.
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In related news, I submitted the first half of my dissertation on Friday night. It came in at 86 pages and more than 27,000 words. I thought I would sleep for a week, but I was up before 5 the next morning, brain churning on the next chapter.