The Time I Forgot About Time

It’s been a while, hasn’t it? During my struggles with the IBDP I have buried myself with work and essentially became a robot. Not that there’s anything wrong with that, as I do thoroughly enjoy what I have to do, but there’s one thing I forgot about the past 3 months… The clock is constantly ticking. And despite having many of them right on my side or on my wrist, I still forgot what this ticking means.

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Excuses – guilty as charged



I was thinking to myself how I was going to dedicate the first paragraph of my next blog to the explanation for why I haven’t posted in a week. And only then it hit me that I am just trying to not myself look “bad”. Like there was something wrong with my actions.

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