First I worry about not having enough detail to write up recommendations.
Then I get frustrated that it takes so God damn long to write them up.
Then after spending so much time planning and writing, I worry that I can't fit all of them in
Then at the end I become thankful that I can't fit all of them in anyway because I'd rather be stuck with having to deal with what I've written than to put in the effort replace those fucking words.
Life of a last minuter :)
Ps. I'm going to fucking bake today!
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