In my 80s. Committed social justice activist since forever. Wordwright, emeritus professor, and economic sociologist. Committed husband since forever.
I did exactly the same. Defended it on the last day before the deadline. Flying colors. No revisions required. That's a stressful way to live, though. Decades of ADHDing like that had physiological consequences. "The body keeps the score."
Yup, last 20 pages of dissertation written all night and into the morning hours in a motel across from the university, fueled by diet Dr. Pepper, Wendy's, and the fuel a desperate dash to the finish provides. Stood in line at Kinkos, drove around…
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