How is it that I can feel like I've spent all day doing work on my dissertation, yet in reality I've barely written a thing?
If I begin writing on here or send a short text to a mate I can usually end up writing a small essay.
10,000 words and it feels like I'm barely halfway there. Ask me a question about anything else and I want to spout out a load of random stuff. I only want to have achieved another 1000 words today and I'll be pleased.
Due to my pelvis I got an extention. At about this point when everyone else was handing there's in, they were in a state of panic. Yet I haven't reached that stage yet. I almost wish I had, then maybe I'd find it easier to get on with some work.
It feels like it's been part of me for so long, I can't actually imagine life without the dissertation hanging over me. Although, this time next week it'll all be completed and unless I do decide to do a masters then I won't have to write another essay again.