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Too much late night thinking leads to sleeplessness. I’m anxious, about my final semester, about scary exams, about my “FUTURE”. About my age. Whether I’m too old to start new things, about the things I’ll forget and the inevitable end of every relationship I’ve ever experienced. 

It’s times like these that I wish I knew from the outset what I wanted with my future, and what I wanted to do with myself. Have a clear mind and a clear goal. Sometimes I wish I had ambition and real confidence.

Curse my indecisive mind!