Is me.
I’m in final stage PhDery, fumbling, mumbling, grumbling and scrambling towards the end of it all.
Today I will be breaking a cardinal rule and using my write club time to produce the Conclusion to the reflective essay. Pete will yell at me, coz write club time is supposed to be sacrosanct for creating fiction and fiction alone.
Next, incorporating my lovely supervisors’ feedback, then working up a presentation for the panel in 3 weeks. It may also be the first PhD presentation to contain the words ‘I have a cat called Mittens.’
Alas, I am always mindful that the frog never comes out of a dissection well.
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