School has begun once again, and I feel fulfilled yet befuddled and harrassed once again, like being in a tempestuous quasi-relationship with a flighty person. It eats up your time; it consumes your thoughts, and there’s nothing else you can talk about with anyone who would care to listen.
And while you worry about it pretty much the whole day, and even if there are several dozen things you want and need to do, you waste your time with irrelevant activities: drinking with friends, browsing social networking sites, heck, even cleaning the house. All because you don’t know how and where to start. Much like being in a tempestuous quasi-relationship with a flighty person.