The object of surprise

It has been more than a month since my last term in school has started and already it's making me feel that there's no more turning back. I am currently working on a thesis proposal and despite the fact that I will no longer have any semblance of life, fun whatsoever once this phase is over, I'm looking forward to finally be one more step towards the star... at least for now. This week is going to be hell of a fight. Of course I convince myself to seem more excited than how I sound now lol

Apparently I'm sick of having swings of insights. At times I'm imbued with deep motivations and unluckily they as often change to something lethargic. It's a cycle. And also, it's strange that I rarely dream. In a literal sense.