Welp

I'm not okay. I am, but I'm not. God is good, but I'm burnt out and I am tired and I want these midterms and papers to be over.

This is one of the hardest academic semesters I've ever had, which I am entitled as a senior to be indignant about. I keep waiting for things to calm down and they never do.

I want to be the person I know I need to be now. But all I can do is stare at this computer screen and feel completely incapable of being mature, professional or at least 80% physically and mentally able to function as a normal human.

I'm really, really tired. Less than 8 hours of sleep doesn't work.

I just expected this semester to feel different. More happy exciting things. Less exams, meetings and job applications.

I want Jesus. I read Isaiah before I go to sleep, my eyes blurring the words together, and I soak up the words I can read like a thirsty person would drink from a cold water bottle.

Sleep sleep sleep sleep....

More than anything, I don't want to look back and say that I wasted the last two months of college thinking about myself.

Gotta go study.