Although I am glad that the pressure is off, my final assignment submitted, and no more heavy articles to read, there is a bit of a vacuum. I am cooking more and reading fiction slowly, but I get itchy feet and have to get on my bike, visit my favourite Italian restaurant, and chat with the other regulars.
The anxious wait for my results won’t keep me awake at nights, but I will be disappointed if I don’t make it through to the final year.
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