Chapter 4, Week 2: Tuesday

For the second time this week, I am completely fine as I walk into the room. I take a seat, expressionless, waiting for the go-ahead. I eye the imposter, who keeps looking around and accidentally making eye contact with me. This causes me to glance away. I divert my attention to the board with the instructions. They are not completely clear. Obviously, this means I am going to do as little as possible. I sit silently for a while, trying to work up the motivation to get started. My eyelids feel heavy. I haven't had caffeine all week. I sneak a look at someone across the room. Their iPad has a card game on the screen. That does it.

'No one is working,' I mentally recite as I proceed to do anything but what I am supposed to be doing.