Every day I think 'I can't believe so much time has passed!' followed immediately by 'I can't believe so little time has passed!', depending on which incident I backtrack to.

I want time to get moving because I want to reach a different destination, yet I don't want time to move so fast in the fear that such a destination does not exist.

Every term has been wildly different. It's the 3rd week of the 3rd term since, and all I want to do now is really truly put it behind me as though it never existed. Slowly but surely detach myself.