This is how I felt every day last week. It was the last week of spring quarter and end to my first year of grad school. Going through my first year of grad school has been like running my first marathon. Last week was mile 21 and I had nothing left in me. All I could do was try to breath and tell myself I could make it to the end. Breathing really can be a phenomenal accomplishment.
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