It felt like it was just Christmas but now it's nearing the end of August. Time is burning from both ends for me and nothing has changed. I am filled with a great fear seeing how fast time is going for me. Soon it will be Christmas again and it will be exactly the same as last year. Exactly. The. Same. I feel like I should make a pledge with myself that if it is still exactly the same by the Christmas after next...

A Deadline

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I guess that is a little too flexible perhaps with time. Perhaps shorten it to this Christmas is my deadline for getting something achieved. Nothing will though. "oh quitting before you start?" Sort of I guess.

I hate myself.