I'm exhausted... but I have officially survived my MA!
I handed it in yesterday. I don't feel particularly victorious yet, but no doubt at some point in the next week I will begin to appreciate my freedom from a constant, pressing demand on my time. I am having some friends over to celebrate with dessert tonight... dessert should probably help, also!
Maybe it's the same for everyone? The Lord of the Rings: An Allegory of the PhD would certainly lead me to believe this. I really identify with this particular line: "When Frodo submits the Ring [the thesis] to the fire, it is in desperate confusion rather than with confidence, and for a while the world seems empty."
At least this is an MA, not a PhD, and no Saruman [examiner] awaits me with whom I will have to do face-to-face battle.