I'm a well read grad student who's bluntly honest about all things, although I try to be most honest about myself.
I really, really, really wanted to push through the last five pages, but I'm exhausted. I spent this evening fretting over a family member, despite the fact that they were perfectly okay and I knew it. Still, it's a bummer seeing a family member in pain and I'm just way more exhausted than usual due to this fact. I'm gonna call it a night and sleep it off.