Time is such a peculiar animal. Days seem to always be too long and too short all at the same time. Quite frankly it sucks. There’s two contradictory principles colliding here: the feeling of lethargy that accompanies pure exhaustion after a long day and the overwhelming feeling of stress when there’s too much to handle. In my typical fashion, I’m trying to diagnose my symptoms. I hope that if I can reach of consensus I can apply some remedy and rid this temporal ailment.
About a month ago, I came to the conclusion that my obsessive personality needed some sort of new fixation in order to occupy my mind, eliminating my boredom as much as possible. Over the summer, in order to take on as much as I could, I cleared my plate of everything I could. Once my summer was over, a lot of what required me to clear my plate was a non-issue. I was left with an empty docket and only school to fill it with. That wasn’t going to work.
In trying to discover a new thing to throw my self fully into, I stumbled into various things that were temporarily amusing, but nothing has truly kept my attention to this point. So here I am. Two and half months into my last semester of college befuddled by time and filled with frustration. I really can’t handle too much of either right now.
It’s times like this when you pull out a mask and fake it till you make it.