It's time to pack up my emotional baggage and throw them out.
A nagging feeling threw me out of bed at 11 to pack up last semester's lecture notes and empty my files for the new semester; it was a bad start to a not-so-very-fulfilling day. As I arranged them chapter by chapter, it all came back. Those days spent mugging til late, insane project meetings, photocopying research materials for my essay, then receiving those horrid results just before Christmas...
I knew I had to throw all this out.
I couldn't.
I tried.
I'm so sorry.
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