[ WP ] You wear a watch that does not work .

2:47 a.m. 
 
 The hour at which I found myself still awake, contemplating the consequences of my actions. Whether or not I was ready, if I had prepared enough, if I could even do it. Anxiety, insecurity, and doubt creep into my mind ever so slowly, but with such presence. I can pinpoint all the time that I had wasted. Precious time that I could have devoted to making more of an effort. The stress burns inside me, a melting pot of emotions that scalds as it is poured into the mold of regret. 
 
 2:47 p.m. 
 
 My dreams, my aspirations, they all relied on this one test. I thought the stress would have gone away, but no. It had only been replaced. I was filled with uncertainty. Had I guessed correctly? Did I read the questions carefully? Was I tricked? Did I change any correct answers to incorrect ones? Do I really want to become a doctor? Can I even bear the responsibility of caring for another's life? Can I be trusted? Do I even deserve to dream so big and aim so high? 
 
 All questions that will be answered with time. 
 
 Unfortunately for me my watch stopped at 2:47.
