Another Four Weeks

When there is too much to finish and I feel like I can't breathe, I turn to sleeping. I think I'm addicted to sleeping, the more I've to accomplish, the harder it is, the more tired I feel. Sleep seems to be my way of running away from responsibilities and gives me peace temporarily. It is also my way of getting nearer to Dad. I've been seeing him a lot in my dreams. I feel safe and serene in these dreams. I'm constantly chasing for more, but I know, running away from reality is just gonna get myself into shit. By no choice, I've to get all done and over with. Four weeks, just four weeks, hang in there!