Palms sweating
Head spinning
Shaking uncontrollably, all over.
I cannot concentrate or focus, I am totally bewildered, I see everything and nothing.
The clock spins round in the stillness.
Words flow past me, but I cannot capture them. They flee faster and faster than I can run, even though I pursue them.
Calm down.
Breathe.
One, two.
It will soon be over, one way or another. I shall be released or damned.
It is essay deadline day.
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so did you make the deadline?
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