Exams were disastrous. But I shall not dwell on what I cannot change.

It's incredibly peaceful to go to the library during the holidays. I feel like it's just me and the books. I don't say this enough. But my parents gave me a love for reading that has been so fruitful for me, both academically and personally. It is their greatest gift to me and I don't doubt it shall be ultimately the thing that gets me through this terrible task that lies ahead of me.

Yes, so the whole thesis thing is not going as smoothly or as well as I hope. But then again, I have never been big on hope. I am more of an expect-the-worse kind of person. So. Buckle down and get lost in extinguished worlds between yellowing pages, pressing my ear against the sources straining to catch the echoes of lives past. Hi I'm here, I whisper. It's taken me 15 years, but here I am.