better than never

I got off to a late start this morning. I was feeling anxious again. I'm not sure why. I still have a lot to do, but it's much more manageable. The hard parts of the proposal are over. I am shaky about my literature review, the women's empowerment part and its relevance. But oh well, I'm giving advisor #2 the final say on that. Despite my late start, I wrote/edited for about 13 hours, or something like that. I moved to the bedroom and carved out a comfortable desk on my bed. I love the view of Midwestern tree branches and the sky as I'm writing.I swear, nature makes me write faster especially when the windows are open. However, windows open on a Friday night when you live near campus, not so much. I heard hordes of drunk guys screaming. Their shouts/chants were impossible to make out, yet somehow they did it in unison. I wasn't amused by that shit when I was in college. Although, I will admit to a few loud drunk nights on the town, like singing Little Mermaid songs at the top of our lungs in New York City at 2 am. So, I suppose I'm a hypocrite. 

I'm so excited that I got approved to propose in May!! This means graduation on time!! And collecting data this summer..and peace of mind. I can't wait to get this project started. The more I delve into the research on Iranian women, the more I want to stand with my sisters and fight. The more I want to understand my role in this transnational feminist movement. I keep thinking of ways I can improve my writing, join forces with my sisters, spread the message, etc...