my summer

after falling into a nasty cycle of not being able to fall asleep at nights, an entire summer spent mugging. solid months, weeks hours sitting on my butt working working working. eating cereal for breakfast and dinner. dear god. i havent been out for weeks! by out i mean out of my hostel compound. my life has been measured out in bitter chapters. being reduced to a state where laundry day gets me excited is very bitter indeed. so after 320 questions, 8 hours of exam; of breakfasts consisting my tea my paracetamol and me- now it all comes down to... what, exactly? i dont feel anything. i hope for once, reality sinks in sooner. i anticipate the euphoria that will catch up on me. i await dreamless sleeps and a happier stomach. fresher air, the outdoors. re-learning the art of breathing. a relief, a happiness that cannot be put into words.