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And it’s gorgeous outside.

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I figure that it is one of the last ‘work’ weekends of my college career.  I settle down with my thesis and a cup of coffee far too early in the morning.  Slightly disgruntled.  It’s gorgeous outside.  I embrace my scholarly-ness for all it’s worth and make slow but steady progress for hours.  Because next year at this time, I’ll probably miss this feeling.