The longest break I have taken from Candlemonk and I swear it wasn't intentional. Not a single blog in the previous month, again not intentional. And because of that, my activity level has… gone… down… down…

It is a new month and it is getting colder than it is supposed to be. It is too early to be this cold but then you can't do anything about it other than covering up and avoid getting sick which I was at the beginning of October when I hoped to kickstart a routine and maintain the discipline only to fall sick the next day throughout the week. Then the final submission of the project took a lot of the month. But now it is done, and I am also kind of done with the university. Except that, the results are yet to be out, and whether I have successfully completed the course or not is still in question. 

I was freaking out the last two days not because of Halloween where we could possibly get scared by seeing people with faces painted and dressed in costumes. Something even scarier than the masks and costumes might happen. Well, I don't want to talk about how it has been earlier but how it is going to be. 

Time is ticking and the time I thought I could buy isn't there anymore or should I say, isn't applicable to me which puts me in a very difficult position and that worries me. Well, the good thing is there is still time, except that it isn't enough but sometimes what isn't enough is more than enough and for that, each and every time of the day should be utilised and not wasted by even a minute. 

The next couple of days should be the most productive days and not necessarily mean avoiding leisure or sleep; set the time and stick to it. In other words, something has to happen every now and then and shouldn't let it pass thinking there is time because there really isn't, but there is; but not enough.

I was worried yesterday and nearly freaked out but today I am not really worried but I should keep reminding myself every day of what would happen if I don't get up at the time I decided to the night before I went to bed, or if I don't respond to the mail the minute I receive it (or see it), or if I don't call or text a person I am supposed to meet or a place I am supposed to be present at.

I am not worried or freaking out now as I did a few days back but still, I'm Scared and Time is Ticking. TICK… TICK…TICK…