2004-01-12 - 3:47 a.m.

Fried.

The total panic begins again. I have to do all my makeup work this week and I just don't know how. I'm still as burned out as I was. Break has been lovely, but realistically it's done very little for my re-entry into academia and I just plain don't want to go back. It seems so simple, that I should take time off Right Now but I can't. The volume of work totally blows my mind, that I have to get done this week, and I just don't want to set foot on campus. My drive is gone. My everything is gone. I feel like a bloated, empty toadstool with no mind, no desire, no... nothing.

Ugh.