Less than two weeks left.

And the pressure is keeping me up at night. I am trying to get too many things done that should have been done long ago. I guess it is a personal form of torture that I knew was coming but neglected to avoid, for whatever reason, and simply accept as normal these days. I think of myself as a Pro-crastinator... which means that I professionally delay things... though, most of the time without any particular reason. What a silly form of torture.