Back to the real world, I guess.
It’s 5:45 in the morning; there’s nobody I can talk to. All sane people are, I suppose, asleep by now. Probably some are waking up…
But there’s nothing really to say anyway. I’ll try to get some sleep and then get on with things. Only fifteen days (not working days — fifteen days) until my first two completed applications are due. Probably I shoud, as they say, ‘haul ass.’
And maybe, just maybe, December 2002 will be better than August 2002 after all.