My deadline stares back at me from my laptop screen. But my window keeps calling my name. Five hours until this essay is due, two thousand words. I can do this!

Four hours left and I still haven’t done more than a sentence, that’s okay I just need to knuckle down to get it done.

Three hours and just a paragraph, come on I’ve really got to get a move on now… maybe a short break.

Two hours later, I begin typing rapidly, my break having over extended itself.

One hour and I’ve only written half of my essay. I can’t do this. No! I can! I will! I chug my energy drink and get to work.

One minute left and I upload my assignment. I spin around in circles in my chair, breathing a sigh of relief when I hear a ping.

“Starting to think you weren’t going to make it. Good job Claire.” It was my lecturer. He must have stayed up to see if I’d be late meeting another deadline. Hah! I proved him wrong, I can do anything! But right this second my bed is calling my name.