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I am two people right now.
Split between a constant feeling of having a deep pit in your stomach from fear of not having finished something. Until that pit is anxiousness and for a second you have to take a few deep breaths because you know yourself.
“Shit, I forgot to eat.”
And the anxious feeling is gone because you forgot something as little as eating.
My eyes are on fire. I rub them and take another sip of coffee. I heard my friends talking about how they took Adderall to finish their papers. I was desperate and so I turned and asked my friend,
“Can you give me Tylenol and tell me its Adderall?”
“Why? I can just give you Adderall” he responded, as if what I said didn’t make sense.
His arm reached out towards me with a small pill between his fingers. For a second, I thought I may have needed it, reached out-
“What am I doing?” [excerpt]
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Davis, Lexus P., "Overworked. Underpaid." (2019). SURGE. 346.