Yesterday was the first real day of studying. Tried to go to sleep early in order to be awake and resume at 4.30 this morning. Ended up awake at midnight and, unable to sleep, plunged back into the review course while the sun rose. I've still been up, am on the day's second Red Bull and spent lunch reading about a
British baking tv show and trying not to dissolve into a weepy mess at my desk.
Please, God, don't let the next three months be like this.