Today was by far the most unproductive day ever. Even though I skipped the family weekly lunch claiming I wanted to study, I kept running away from my papers. Around 7 pm I started having a panic attack, usually I fought it away, but today it got the best of me. The post-its I put kept staring at me, yet I kept staring at the ceiling. I know I’ll have to stay up later today to finish up what I had planned and it seems it’s gonna take a lot more effort than I expected. So why I am writing this post now? Coz I’m also running away. I’m scared, scared to my deepest core. I want this all to be over.. over very fast.. very soon.