24 August 2011

I can't remember the last time I worked this hard and this well. I begged for, and received, a reprieve which will allow me to finish my paper (and sleep! I am exhausted). The paper is about half done, in a state of disarray with points itching to connect. It is going to be about medicine and translation. I feel calm and happy. I am overjoyed.

... moments later I had to take an emergency pill as I felt a wave of psychosis rising like nausea. Staying up late is no good.

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