Of one dissertation.
Finito.
Caput.
Done.
No more infinite regress revisions.
I don't have to go to work all day and come home and work all night.
I don't have to depend anymore on the delicate equilibrium of caffeine, booze, and nicotine will hold the threads of my sanity together and my brain cells awake and firing.
I can play with my friends.
I can go to bed at a reasonable hour and maybe even make dinner, take a stroll, pay my bills, and otherwise behave like a functional person.
That is, for about 10 minutes before I have to get my job search materials ready, plan a class and then teach it, work on getting an article published, etc. etc.
But let's not wreck this fantasy.
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