This is my every night. 

It is my first holiday being deprived of my mornings, afternoons and evening. All I'm left with is the night and if I could, I would've chosen climbing. Even if it was for a few hours and travelling was inconvenient to everyone,  we did it. They complain that my schedule sucks but we still hang out till the wee hours. Sleep is not the problem. The problem is the 8-10am battle with my body to stay still and sit straight. 

I could not come close to imagining me hanging out in town to photograph or climb to my limits or join my friends drinking. 

Not once did we "waste" the little time we had with each other to study. We all lived in different areas and if we were ready to travel far, it definitely wouldn't be to study. That's when our grades hit us.