Time
It is late late into the night. "Past lives" plays on loop. Street lights, barking dogs, silence. I have grown accustomed to the new home. Convivence is lovely, and the indoor punching bag hits different. No car, no problem - I hope it's been put to better use now. This semester, we started off strong in many aspects but lacked in others. It's like they say, give a man the whole day to do a task, and he will take the whole day. Give him 3 hrs and he will take 3. The academic load is definitely easier, but my time management and efficiency has been lacking. Its fking 1 in the morning and i'm not asleep... why? Too much time wasted dicking around, I need to stay focused. I have taken great inspiration from Khabib lately (that man is a legend). He is the true definition of honor, hard work, and dedication to the grind. I will fix my sleep and remove all distractions. When we work, we work all the way. When we rest, likewise, we rest to the fullest extent. Damn these...