Madness

I've a test tomorrow and yet the first thing I do when I got home was to mop the floor and water my dad's plants.

I'm really tired due to all the work and insufficient rest, yet I'm here blogging instead of doing something more productive. Like study or sleep.

I haven't had dinner but I don't think I want to have it.

I think my brain is gonna overheat, the way a machine does when it's overworked.

I think I'm really quite clumsy 'cos I realised I've got new bruises/cuts every other day.

I think I always think.


I think all this is quite normal. Live.