post draft blues

…or is it just a drop in adrenaline as some might attribute it to? ok, i handed in my draft yesterday with great trepidation and a urgency not because ‘they’ (my supervisors) were demanding it but i was really pushing it out to them. besides being one to work best to a hard deadline, i needed to give it to them ASAP because i am going away in a few weeks’ time to malaysia. thus i wanted to make sure that they have at least a couple of weeks to read through my draft so that i have corrections to take away with me.

and now i am feeling all down and sad; unsure of why and what it is that is dragging me down.

so i dialed up itunes, cranked up the volume to the max and set it on shuffle while i clean, sort, file, organize, tidy up my office. i will have to face up to starting on the appendix soon.

the thing is that i guess i would have liked to have a few more days up my sleeve before handing up the draft; to clean it up, to polish it a bit before giving it away. it’s just pride and ego at the end of the day isn’t it? you spend years at this work; you live it, breathe it and you let it consume you and you just feel that you might not be doing it the justice it deserves.

ah well, let’s hope it passes soon.