And then it was over.

My finals are over. For now.
Left the Uni, took the train, then commuted back to my place.
Back to reality.
There is dinner to make, luggage to empty, papers to file, lessons to prepare, copies to correct. The sheer amount of work is daunting.
One thing at a time. Breath.
First make a battle plan, then follow it.
Do not stop.
Do.
Not.
Stop.
Breath in, breath out. Forget emotions.
No tiredness. No pain. Nothing.
Just work to be done.
One thing at a time.
Dinner
Luggage
Paper
Lessons
Copies.
Breath.

"how are you?"
" I don't know. I have wok to do. I'll wonder when I'm done."