Today, I felt like death. I wallowed in bed until, practically, 1 or 2. I was entirely, totally wiped out. Absolutely wrecked. I don't think I'm too sick anymore, besides the headache I got, probably from sleeping practically more than 12 hours.
This is what I've become. I'm a total mess.
I got laundry done. I started studying for a test on monday. Tomorrow I'm taking the week off from my normally early sunday wakeups and waking up later than normal, then staying around here and doing work. I've got a mountain to climb tomorrow. A mountain of something harder than stone and earth.
A mountain of academia.
That I've never been skilled at scaling. That I hardly even want to climb anymore. It's hard these days to be inspired to keep going.
But I feel that if I stop here, I'll perish.
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today is the end...
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