panic

sometimes, like this afternoon, when i'm just reading and reading and looking for more stuff to read, i panic. i feel paralyzed, incapable to think, as if i was drowning in cold water like a boulder. too much. too many things to think of, to remember, to do, to read, to start, to finish, to write, to survive.

funny that it's on those days that i usually do the most...

i need to talk to margie, though. i don't know where i'm going and what i'm supposed to do right now. i need short-term goals and deadlines!