Today was Wednesday of the third week.
Report had been submitted. Feedback had been given. Mrs. Miller had smiled, nodded, and told me to “keep at it,” while my professor raised a brow like he was trying to decode a secret message in my biweekly summary. Either way, it was done. Off my shoulders. And yet, my mind wasn’t exactly clear.
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