Tuesday, October 7, 2008
The Finish Line
I have measured out my life in coffee spoons, or so writes T. S. Eliot in The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock.
For me, I measured out the last 1500 or so days of my life in spell checks, word counts, articles, endnote references, and eye strain. My heart has felt the full gamut of emotions from utter bliss (I'm getting paid to think and read and write!) to crippling anxiety and looming fears (I can't do this! Why is it only getting harder as I go along?). And my poor old body has suffered back pain, a lack of exercise/fresh air, teeth-grinding, tears, anxiety, and general bumps and bruises - I sure did fracture my nasal bone, too - along the way.
But I've made it. Today I hand in four copies of my super big PhD thesis! For now it feels pretty surreal and I have a pretty agonising wait to see if I pass, but I am relieved, if not still feeling a small amount of residual stress.
Thank you to all in blogland (and in reality) who helped me on my way. You're the best! Will tell of the adventures when I return!