The weight of a comet
November 30th, 2011
| Tags: grad school
I have a comet bearing down on my chest. The pressure is incredible. Worst of all? I set the body in orbit to begin with, so it’s my own doing that I’m screaming inside my head. The pressure will dissipate tonight, but that is only the end of this particular cycle. It’ll slowly build again, stronger next time.
Still not giving up.
What is this metaphorical comet?
@Rob Carlson
Grad school. Wrapping up a project that should have been done weeks ago. Tonight’s the last night of class for the semester.