I should be cracking up. Time is passing much quicker than I’d like, and *things* are ever-approaching. I must have slipped in to delicious delirium, though. It’s almost funny. I’m working towards an end goal academically, realising that I haven’t got enough time to finish everything, and pressing on regardless. I’m even taking time to breathe. Whether or not bipolar is a valid dx for me, the stress and lack of sleep magnifies the symptoms quite alot. And I get cranky alters.
Perhaps I won’t score as high as I would have liked, but one thing I’m slowly and painstakingly learning is that something less than perfection is acceptable sometimes. Where was this sense of delirium when I was sitting for A-levels all those years ago? 🙂
Here’s to shirking responsibilities for a while.