Another day, Another Deadline

By: Dasha Prylypko

Alarm rings early, so I hit snooze.

Bags under my eyes are proof of late nights and

studying. Coffee is my best friend most mornings,

Drinking it so I can get through the day.

Every hour is taken by something, assignment, class, or

work. Friends are out on the weekends, but I am tired.

Going out somewhere after work sounds like no fun.

How can I?

If I am tired and just want to get in bed.

Just come out, my friends say.

Knowing that I just worked a double and have lots of

schoolwork. Life during school feels like a list I can’t finish.

My energy is already drained for tomorrow when it did not happen

yet Never enough hours, never enough me.

Overthinking is my daily task; did I forget to do this or

that? Probably.

Quitting is not a choice, so I keep going.

Remembering why I am doing this helps me keep going.

Still showing up to class and work,

To achieve the dreams I have.

Unstoppable, or at least pretending to be.

Very tired, but still trying to enjoy any free time on the

weekends, even if it's an hour or two.

X-ing off the task I finished feels like a small victory.

“Yes, I finished and can relax,” is what I say.

Zero tasks on the to do list Sunday night, but Monday is at the door again.

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