Days have lost their meaning, everything just slowly dissolving into unrecognizable periods of waking and sleeping, The signifiers of temporality that would anchor oneself reality all swallowed into seemingly endless abyss of quarantine, perpetually in a limbo state of studying, not knowing where to start, when to stop, and you find yourself staring into your own reflection on the black computer screen, wondering when you will reach your psychological breaking point, or have you reached it already? When is already ? what day is it? You look at the wall, the ambient noise around you drowned out by your thoughts droning around, attempting to form some sense of coherence, coherence of what page of your textbook that you stopped understanding what was being said and the words simply started passing through your mind without being fully registered, as your eyelids begin to feel heavier than they usually always do, and exhaustion finally overtakes you, and you drift into dreamless nothingness. via /r/UofT https://ift.tt/3jO4O8D
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