I can't sleep, so I'm studying for tomorrow in advance.
This is a story for a college student who, on sleepless nights before an exam, tries to finish tomorrow's studying ahead of time.
Scenes
- I can't sleep, so I'm studying for tomorrow in advance. — On a night before an exam, if sleep won't come, I try to finish tomorrow's studying right now. This is the story of someone who can't let go of the red pen and ends up living tomorrow first.
- Plans come to mind before sleep — When I close my eyes, “What if I can't do it tomorrow either?” comes to mind before the exam material. The night meant for sleep turns into time spent checking on tomorrow.
- I fill tomorrow in with a red pen — At two in the morning, I cross out one thing to do tomorrow at the desk, then write down three more. Even after I put down the pen, thinking I've written everything, an empty space appears again.
- The harder I rush sleep, the longer the routine gets — When building a habit, the place and the order of things get the hand moving before willpower does. The hand that meant to cut back on plans to fall asleep ends up adding more.
- Leave just one first action for tomorrow — When you feel like opening the calendar tonight, write down just one first action for tomorrow and try putting the red pen in the desk drawer. You may still want to write more.
- The first page of morning will still be there — Even tomorrow, not fully sorted out at night, can be met again on the first page when first light comes. When that happens, the first places I look are where you began and where you stopped.
Stories by Saebyeok
- Saebyeok
- Monday morning, and I feel like I’ll have to explain my time off again.
- After celebrating with someone, I start to doubt whether I want to try again.
- On my birthday, I made my goals too big.
- Even when I go to the study room, I can't open my book.
- Before bed, I write down only how much I studied today.
- While I wait for the results, I’m already worried about who I’ll be compared with.
- After washing up, I stand before the mirror and see the choice I left behind again.
- On rainy days, I’d open just one page.