Someone discovered Instagram filters! And also wrote his Master's Thesis! Eternal thanks to my wife for reminding me to eat.
The thesis begins in relative cleanliness, nourishing itself on a diet of tea and succulent fruits.
The chaos of disorder is held at bay by the addition of decorative flowers.
Though at first sight suspect, honey-avocado sandwiches give the thesis the energy it needs.
A battery of orchids, cinnamon-swirl bread, and inspirational quotation pictures buoy the thesis in perseverance.
Cue the Joe-Joe's! Maybe the bag of rock-hard dry apricots balance out the jolt of sugary goodness.
Peanut butter/banana smoothie... fresh in the blender!
When the sun comes out, the thesis would be completely daft not to take advantage of it. It feels perfectly at home with other animals, such as the noble, grass-devouring labrador, with whom the thesis has a symbiotic, don't-bother-me-now relationship.
At this stage in the life of the thesis, trail mix can either be eaten by the handful, or all the dried cherries can be picked out individually. Just be careful of drinking water with all that dried fruit.
The printed thesis seems harmless enough. All the books, blenders, cups, plates, and orchids have been packed. Even the table is being sold. Look for your own copy of the thesis wherever unpublished academic resources are sold/loaned/provided online.