There is truly nothing as beautiful in the world as crossing a finish line. Of knowing that everything you’ve worked for is now in your hands. Of knowing that your long nights of toiling over word choice is finally behind you. Yes, I still have to edit, but my thesis is essentially done. I know that the editing won’t be a cakewalk, but, actually, it will be compared to writing it in the first place. Because, I have notes for the editing, which automatically makes it better, in my eyes, than writing the thing in the first place. I have endured. I have finished. I’m gloriously happy and completely delirious from lack of sleep. I’ve never felt better.
There were times I questioned if I would make it, but, now I know that I am stronger. I’m not sure it has sunk in yet, but it will, I’ve finished writing my thesis. And man, it feels good.