Thoughts of the early morning

Five Thirty A.M. Hell
I lay in my dorm room, cursing myself for taking a ten hour nap that day, part time when I was alone and then the next with my darling fiancé. I had told him that I would be asleep at this point in time, but I really couldn’t sleep to save my life. My mind and body was reeling to the point that I kept forgetting I had a class at ten twenty that morning.
Collage was close to ending for the semester and I couldn’t help but feel that there was a high possibly that I ended up failing another class or two. Then the responsibilities were coming so quickly and a part of me was really scared
No longer working at home, pretty much everything was going to be catching up to me soon enough. All the bills and jobs and so on and so forth and no one seemed to re