End of an Era

A sickening, yet familiar feeling of fear washes over me. Although smaller battles have already been fought and won a few months past, the thought of facing my most dreaded enemy yet again is too frightening. I have put off this major battle for as long as I could - distracting myself with other, more manageable battles. Which by the way, have also been victorious.

Why should I be scared? I have fought a much bigger, more monstrous version of this enemy two years ago. That battle was brilliant - so many struggles and obstacles along the way to victory. But I won it. I won it...

Today is the day. There is no more excuses, no more hiding, no more running away. I must be brave. I must.

So today marks the end of an Era. The Era of Procrastination.

I shall now take a stab at my most dreaded Masters thesis. *Haaaaaii-YAAA!!!*