... was one of those paranoid days. I couldn't shake the feeling that I had somehow messed everything up. The most practical thing I could think to do was to chat with my supervisor, describing to him my feelings. I didn't want to do it, and I felt kinda lame for it. And after our talk... I still feel lame for it. And I still feel paranoid.
He had nice things to say, nothing negative. And it should've helped.
But, what can I say? Guess I'm crazy.
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