Focusing has never been my thing. Along with procrastination, it’s something that I’ve struggled with throughout my entire school career, dating back to even kindergarten. Despite this, I’ve always been able to push through in the end; with the help of deadlines, organization, and help from my teachers.

However, in a time like this, I just can’t buckle down and work. Trying to complete tasks while my surroundings carry on has been exhausting. Ten things are happening at once, and the opportunity to give up has never been more present. I just want to curl up into a ball in the dark of my bedroom and sleep for a week.

And yet, my schooling weighs down on me like a ton of bricks. I know I have to work, but every assignment adds to the creation of the monster that is my procrastination. Getting started on anything feels utterly hopeless, as I know that completing one task has a very small effect in the grand scheme of my GPA.

On top of everything, the knowledge that I am privileged in the state of the world has me overcome with guilt. I have a place to stay with no bills or expenses to care for. I have a device to complete my assignments on, and an internet connection to power it with. I have a roof over my head and food on my table. My problems are trivial in comparison to those within the majority of the population, and my heart goes out to anyone and everyone whom which are affected by the current situation; be it financially or in disease. I wish you all a full recovery.

With that, enjoy a rough description and reenactment of a general week in my life as it has been in quarantine. I hope you can’t relate.