This week is a mad bum-rush to get things done. There's just so much that is due this week; but the good news is after this week, things will be a little more comfortable once more.
It's one of those weird weeks in the semester where everything just clamps down on you. There is little that you can do, even though there is a lot that you know you ought to do. And then while all these are raging, you just bite the bullet and dive in head-first and tread water, hoping that you will be able to find how to best deal with the situation.
Slowly as you starting losing sight of what your goal is, you start to sink ever so quickly through the quagmire. And sometimes, if you are lucky, a friendly hand will suddenly appear and grab you by your wrist and literally drag you out of the quicksand. Then you are kept afloat for a while, before you sink again due to the effects of gravity.
An idea then comes to mind. Why bother standing in quicksand in the first place?
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