The finals are approaching and times are getting tougher. Nietzsche said "He who has a why to live can bear almost any how." . I'm not under the threat of death, but whenever I'm faced with adversity there is a part of that just wants to quit. Everything we do in life that is valuable is hard, life is hard. There's a part of that just wants to descend into hedonism, eating whatever, waking up whenever, and saying whatever. The only force against that is the reason as to why the suffering makes sense. Sometimes I forget why I'm doing all this, and most times whenever I find answer, it doesn't seem sufficient enough in the future.
I realized there is no break in life, once it starts.