When I label tumblr as a waste of time, I forget how inspiring it is. Then, I come back for a little visit, and I sigh with contentment.
It’s that time of the [school] year that my planner has no space for more ink. I have three to-do lists going at any given time. My brain is blown away by the fact that I will not have homework ever again in T-minus 27 days.
Until then, I will finish the race with as much strength and joy as I can muster. I want to feel the end with all the energy in my bones.