37 hours to go.
Last night, I dreamed that I defended my thesis and passed. When I woke up and realized it hadn't really happened, I actually moaned in despair.
Oddly, in the dream, I didn't recognize anyone on my committee, nobody seemed to mind that I accidentally forgot to present my hypothesis and methods, and the whole event took place in my backyard.
On a different note, cherry blossoms against a deep blue sky are definitely one of the finer things in life.