Life is most easily explained in mathematical terms.

There may have been one year in undergrad when I had an exam on December 20-somethingth, but aside from that, I don’t know if I have ever worked this late into the year. It gives me an odd feeling. I’m looking forward to having a week after New Year’s before school starts up again, but something about right now still feels weird. It’s like the end of this term is a limit that I’m approaching, but will never quite reach. It’s so close. I can see it. I can feel its heat on the tips of the hairs on my arms, but I just can’t quite seem to actually touch it.

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