It's 12:41am and I'm thinking about success and failure.
It's 12:42am and I'm worrying about my high school career, and what comes afterwards.
It's 12:45am and I'm pondering different ways to make a living while still doing the things that I love.
It's 12:46am and I'm cursing myself for thinking about the future so much.
It's 12:50am and I'm remembering I have to wash my tennis uniform for my match tomorrow.
It's 12:51am and I'm trying to keep my eyes open.
It's 12:52am and I'm sick and tired of stress.
It's 12:53am and I'm still sick and tired of stress, but this photo helps a little.