To my certain someone,

I’m so exhausted right now, but I know I can’t rest just yet.

There’s still so much to review, and I feel like time is slipping away from me. It's already more than an hour past midnight, and here I am, still sitting here, pouring over notes and trying to focus.

I guess I’ll try to get some sleep at 2? That feels like the earliest I can manage. But honestly, I just want to close my eyes and escape for a while, even if it’s only in my dreams.

Maybe, just maybe, I can dream of you, and my mind will finally get the break it desperately needs.