Exhausted. After these last couple of days it's finally setting in. Now I don't feel motivated to do anything. I all keep thinking about is pleasures and distant things. Everything has just occurred so rapidly that I can't catch up. I'm out of breath. Somehow, someway I have to regain my composure. Then, Dec. 1st was a terrible day. Disappointed is understatement to how I feel. I try to blame materials, but it all hinges and comes back to me. It is my fault for letting it happen. I did not properly prepare for what lied ahead. Now I'm feeling the devastating consequences. I'm going to sleep early today hoping that I can have a fresh start tomorrow. I need it.