Worthless
I took two days off from work to write and edit on my thesis. I should have done this a month ago because in the time between my last push and this one, everything has become overwhelming again. I have the guts done; now I need to expand.
But my lack of organization is making the whole thing impossible to face. I seem to have lost an article. I reference it, but I can't find it. Shit. In looking for it, I found several more articles that I hadn't used but well could, which is good, but they just add to the chaos.
When I wrote the main body of this, I broke it down into five papers. Now, I need to add a concluding chapter and expand each chapter. Basically, I need to explicate/analyze at least another full longish poem in each chapter. And I need to add more critical support to what I already have. Only there isn't too much out there on the subject, so I have to use the same folks over and over again.
And I don't even want to think about the works cited.
So I feel like I've wasted these past two days--though I've been pleased with the break from work. Of course, this wasn't a perfect time to bail on work. So I suck. A lot.