I am almost at the end of my PhD or to be more precise: I am almost at the end of my funded time. June is the last month of my studentship and I cannot help but feeling a creepy deep anxiety not to make, to join the long forgotten PhD students in the cellar, who almost belong to the furniture of the department and have been here ever since everybody can remember. If you meet them, they are 'writing up' or 'soon to be ready to write up' and there status stays the same. It is easy to look down at them, especially when you think this would never happen to you. These students are not all a bunch of losers as you would assume but rather perfectionist or timid students who think that there work is not good enough for a PhD. There is a fine line between those who make it and those who don’t . The reasons are numerous, understandable. I really hope to post somewhere in July something like "DONE"... but to get there, I rather focus on real writing instead of blogging.