I should be studying

My first exam of the week is tomorrow. At 8:00 in the morning exactly. I have two hours on the exam and that is two hours I dread. I cannot seem to bring myself to study for. I find myself lying on someone else’s couch, paralyzed in fear, confused on how to start again.

I wonder how the Egyptian river, the beauty of the pyramids, the guider of those dead before it, the everlasting Nile river goes from South to North. Is it truly backwards if that is the norm for that river?

Do I need to conform like everybody else? Canadian geese flock to Mississippi waters and Georgia grass with Alabama skies in the winter. Will I truly die if I travel far ashore to the northern sky?

In times like this, it should not matter. Regardless of my past, wants, and needs, I should be studying.