I've spent the night trying to write about how I finally sent an email to my thesis adviser to let her know that I'm leaving my PhD. But I haven't been able to focus, with one eye watching When Harry Met Sally, and the other eye on my email to see if she's replied (not yet, by the way). I've decided to give in to my urges and just sleep on it.
Sweet dreams everyone! May everyone wake up in the morning to an email they've been waiting for.