The bright lights have faded too soon

On Wednesday I proofread the essay, on Thursday I gave it to my sister to shorten my more Hardyesque sentences (Thomas, not Godfrey), and on Friday I made the corrections and handed it in. Charles had his door open as I went past, so we had a nice chat about things in general. He was there in my first year of sociology, and there he was again in my last. He'll most likely be the one to mark this final essay.

The CTU never did get back to me with corrections of their own. I'll send them a final copy when I get my grade back.