Push on, push on

I am quite startled to realise that, having finished my paper on Anne Frank (maybe ten minutes ago), I only have the four final papers to write, a one-page summary of a film I still cannot find, and the degree plan and rationale essay to polish. The end is in sight. I may actually have chosen a good pace for myself.

...that said, what I forgot to do? Take my fucking meds. ARGH. BRAIN.