Dear PhD.

I am 2/3rds done. And very stuck.

M

Dear PhD. ,

Perhaps I will make it after all. Perhaps.

M

Dear PhD.
Hopelessness, hope, hopelessness, hope...
You are a very intense fast-forward ride through life itself.
M

Dear PhD.,

I need to stay in the zone of productive panic. Too relaxed and no work happens. Too panicked and no work happens.
P. S. - I got the 6 month extension on my scholarship. Celebrated by making red wine stew and tking another day off. 

Dear PhD.,

I had a breakdown on Thursday but tried to keep going. On Friday, I could no longer keep my head above water. So I spent the day crying and slumping into a  ball in different places in the apartment- kitchen, living room, stairs, rug near the book shelf, bathroom etc. Took Saturday off and am trying to get back to you on Sunday. Hopefully will be bright and ready on Monday.
On the positive side, about three quarters of minimum writing goal is done (in three months). Looks like I am on target  for submitting by December, now lets see if I get that scholarship extension.
M

Dear PhD.
I woke up at 6:00 AM. Its 10:30 and I am still hovering around you.
M

Dear PhD.

First thing in the morning. Existential crisis. Shoot me.

M

Dear PhD.
Dread again. Had a very difficult time being productive last week, took a full weekend off but I still want to curl up in a corner at the thought of you.

Not love,
M

Dear PhD.,

You are so endless endless endless. I am so finite in my energies.
Everyday, day in day out, endless.

M

Dear PhD.

Dropped lunch all over my shirt and had to wash it in the office sink.
Some variation from routine.

M

Dear PhD.,

I want to go back to H. But you are taking all my time and attention.
M