running for my life

i'm in this rut.

my heart is racing.
i get no sleep.
i study.
sex and the city is my dinner partner.
i'm all anxiety.

its almost over.

then there is about 8 weeks when i don't breathe... and next, the rollercoaster starts all over again.

i'm really tired of this, but there is nothing else i can do right? its sorta like i'm running from some serial killer... i'm running for my life... and i'm so exhausted of running, but i know that if i stop running... i'll be caught and die.. so i only have one choice right? keep running.