my hundred per cent femininity displayed in the thorough in-depth analysis of other people's (of the person's) actions, utterances and their (her) environmental details has just driven me crazy. maybe I should try applying some ignorance, instinct and/or sleep to my mental daily routine. maybe I should go and visit my parents. something tells me that seeing a cow or rather watching it for a longer period of time might work wonders for me.
p.s. I officially hate my thesis supervisor.
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