It never rains but pours. An entire day of non-stop rain. It made me wonder how is it possible that we are not self-sufficient in water. If our water supply was cut off from the north, I wonder how long our supplies would last. If you stood by a reservoir would you actually be able to see the water level going down, draining away? I think that would be a rather alarming sight.

Anyway, I went out despite the rain. Had lunch with Quek, walked around, chit chatted. It was nice to be able to relax after three days of relentless writing. But as always, to break for too long is to invite the inertia of slacking to set in, something that must not happen now.

I've been having nagging doubts about all my papers so far. It's the little things that creep in. Maybe I wrote out of point? I didn't cover enough ground? Did I approach the question correctly? So, I've been trying to block all these irritating thoughts out. What's done is done, so be it. Right now I'll just focus on doing my best for whatever's left. And whatever's left is a lot...