On the afternoon of June 12th you can call me Doctor (of Philosophy).
About six months ago someone asked me when I was going to finish my degree. I told them that while I could not see the light at the end of the tunnel, I had it on good authority that there was a light, and I was still headed towards it.
On and off for the last few weeks I could see glimmers. The light just got brighter, and steady today. I finally set a date to defend my dissertation. I have 10 weeks to finish. The race, which has been going for a long time now, just got more intense.
