Due (Cassandra Millis)
My senior thesis was due one fateful Saturday at noon. It was 6:00 in the evening the night before, and I had yet to write a single word. By midnight, I was too hyped up on coffee to focus on anything and was lying on the floor of my friend’s dorm room wondering how in the world it was all going to get done, however by 5:30 in the morning I had 17 pages on the impact of James Davenport on the G…