Round 2

Today marks the official start of another big challenge, worse than the first.

3 weeks of hell, and another 2 days to determine your fate.

At times like this, when the tension is really starting to get to me, can't help but wish that she was here to keep me going. Haven't slept well these few days, and keep getting these weird dreams.

I've lost count of the sunsets, and I can't seem to see the stars anymore.

Good luck to myself. And lots of it.