Spent 3h in the library writing the first draft of my essay, taking notes for another essay, and typing out the first draft of a short story that l'd written in my notebook. Somehow managed to get through it all without any caffeine. Feeling incredibly grounded right now; haven't felt this good in weeks. Grateful that writing exists. Yesterday was a horrible day; I ended up dropping my didactics class. CulStud exam is on friday, feeling okay-ish prepared.















