This is all I can manage

I have way too much stuff to do. Why does it seem like half of my grade is constantly in motion, keeping astride in a torrent of to-dos that would crush me, and the other half is at leisure, going to sleep at good times, well rested, and well prepared?

I envy both.

I cannot tell if I have a lot of work to do because of how I think, or because I actually have a lot of work to do. I do not know why I am always weary to the bone.

It's okay, I guess, because at least this way I don't have time to think. I don't have time to want anything else but this.