Lagging behind

I have reached a point where no matter what you do other than studying, you have a sense of guilt switching the emotion of the moment to a blank space in which you feel nothing, other than the urge to salvage that time into studies. There is a voice on the back of my head, making me feel like I'm married to the books and everything else is an affair. I am not disappointed with this feeling. No. I am proud that my brain has been remodelled this way right now. Need the momentum to carry on one day at a time. Consistency is the single target. I hope I have the energy to pull through this crucial time. I am not depending on anyone. If anyone is going to pick me up it's going to be me. I am responsible. I face the consequencies. And if I am prepared for all this, I would not be coy on enjoying my glory. Not very far now.