Just an inch away to the weekend. Today was actually a blessing in many ways, of which, the most obvious would be that fact that I reached the doorsteps to my home even before 2pm. Perhaps, even miraculous.

After a really good power nap, I feel much rejuvenated as of now and struggling through the sea of Biology notes really isn't helping the rest of the day but oh wells. Every second ticks away rapidly but I refuse to look back on the time because I know of the guilt that will set it. It will come back, eventually--sooner or later--but not now is good. Not now is always better. Procrastination? No, just being wise.

Everything needs to move slower. I dread the coming of June, just so many things that will start and end when that time of the year comes along. 1 more day passes us by and only 9 more weeks are left.

Please stop. Savour your breaths every step of the way and don't ever look back