Well, it's that time again. Exam time.
And while I should be effectively structuring the 563.5 hours that are left until our first exam... well, I'm just not. Time is slipping by me like grains of sand in a tightly-grasped fist. For example, this weekend I ran away to the mountains. I let myself go only on the promise that I would work diligently while there. And what did I do on Day 1? A 5-mile hike on the Tennessee side of the Great Smokies, an hour's drive from the cabin. Worth it? Absolutely. Have I made up for it by working efficiently and diligently since then? Not at all.
The only thing standing between my sanity and a complete panic attack/meltdown is the fact that... well... it'll all work out. I will lock it down and "get 'er done."
Just... not tonight.
