Clenched Fist

I feel so angry at myself right now. I’ve gotten myself into the silliest rut.

It’s finals week and my essays were already due (luckily my TAs were very understanding since I was under the weather, so I got an extension). Despite having enough time to write essays that I feel proud of, I cannot get myself to start. I open up the pages and articles I need, but I cannot get myself to actually read them.

I feel super scrambled. I feel like a sad scrambled egg that somehow doesn’t taste good. Gah. Now I want scrambled eggs.