Too much to do and far too little time.
It seemed like every little thing wanted to make me upset.
Discouraged
I saw the little package by the mailboxes. Not uncommon lots of students get packages, but hardly ever me. So why should this time be different?
This time though there was my name on the little brown box. A brown box with Christmas goodies from my family.
I don't think it was ironic that it arrived on Monday...the day of a really big test. Monday the start of finals week...a very long week at which at the end I can go home.
God knew...it was a little thing yet so big to me.
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