It’s exam time again...and I realized sleep is so much like quicksand-the more I desire to struggle out of it, the deeper it pulls me in. The more I tell myself I don’t want her anywhere near me, the faster I find her near me-an enchantress… a banshee casting in her magical spell of nothingness.
Talk about creativity and imagination peaking at exam time… “...the challenge of doing anything apart from studies so seductive it draws you into it like a banshee, an enchantress enamouring her victims…”
