shaking my right leg rigorously helps me concentrate.
the up and down motion makes me feel like
im accomplishing things at the same speed of the movement
by things i mean 20 page papers
that i leave until the last possible moment.
working under pressure is almost thrilling in a painful sort of way
the hours between 3:30 and 4:45 am
are always magical productive hours
past that point, photographs and blogs
are allowed for quick distractions
quick distractions usually turn into procrastanation
thoughts of wanting something else also comes into mind
just to get through this
waiting for messages from the boy who is probably sleeping
is nothing but frustrating
melted candles, scattered notes, cups of tea, music to stay awake
a wandering mind is hard to keep focused
cigarretes can only pretend to cure