The term has ended on far less than a cresendo, and somehow because of this I feel a sense of loss. A loss of Not Knowing What to Do and a loss of This Should Have Felt Better. This was soon followed by a cross examination of my inner self on the drizzly walk home, a quiet dinner and then getting ready for Crush to the strains of Bob Dylan singing Things Have Changed.
Despite all the craziness that lasted from 9pm to 6am (sitting on steps talking with Nithi, Hardeep and Suan), upon waking up I felt that seed of disastisfaction that keeps going 'what now? What now?
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I get a new laptop on Monday.
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