Sure signs that I must be going mad

I had a really weird dream the other day. Weird in the way that I purposely went to visit Sheffield University in the hope of meeting a prominent historian whose interpretations I’m using in my historical investigations coursework for help. I guess it was kind of creepy but I was desperate – I still am. Oddly enough, even in my dreams I didn’t get to meet him. I ended up sitting in a weird monochrome restaurant named after this historian with a huge black and white print of his face on the wall.

My editing time has racked up to more than 4000 minutes. How could I not finish?! This is crazy.  Coursework is definitely driving me insane.


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