Jun
01
My last graduate school paper started in stacks on the bed. Orderly piles of articles, handouts, post it notes of flashes of genius (or not) to add to the rough draft.
I find it ironic that the paper I started using to post my additions to was my syllabus for Restorative Yoga.
And then the orderly piles made it to a big fat mess on my dining (read: card) table. It was unholy. (The Mess.)
And that is me.
With my Last Graduate School Paper,
the paper that details all of the fabulous theoretic underpinnings which guide my clinical practice.
A page turner, I'm sure.
Now:
One desk reference book to edit.
One presentation on Child PTSD / Proposed Changes for the new DSM / Current EBPs.
Graduation in on 6/16.
I do not think I know where the last 3 years have gone...
WaHoooo!! Your last paper! Holding that sucker all finished must feel amazing...
You are a Super Trooper! :D
Yeah!