June '07 (diary 1)
June. So soon! My clock got stuck in mid March, at times I still feel the illusion that it's months to go before my deadline. Engrossment surprises me. I can invest days in one thread of argument, then realise I take in little coffee/tea/coke/redbull or even food - Sorry I lied. I need them, but the real hook is the writing. My body is tired but my brain wants to keep going. Waves of ideas. I'm sailing on a sea and an immense ocean exists in my head.