it’s match point again, but i will keep playing.

it is the middle of the night.  i have only a few hours left to finish my work before my early morning class.  i am facing deadlines by myself.  my dog is asleep next to me.  the world is asleep.

i feel so alone.

i am not alone.

i am exhausted.  i am stressed.  i am terrified of failure that my relentless brain tells me is inevitable and imminent.  i am desperate for respite that never seems to come.  i am so hurt, so broken.

but i am not alone.

so, i am grateful.  i will keep trying.