Good luck, baby duck.

I am completely obsessed with birds right now. I love the image of the baby duck in space with the little bubble on his head. Technically ducks can fly, and in my little narrative the duck has been harrassed for being scared to go into space because he has wings and is perfectly capable of flying. This is how I feel about thesis. "You've got those wings. Quit bitchin'." God, I hope I know what I'm doing.