blurry lines

On Sundays there's no present, past or future. Time gets mixed up and I'm nowhere and everywhere at the same time. Theoretically, I should be focused on the present, and in this present, I should be studying.. But I get lost in my head, in all the blurry thoughts, memories and past moments, hopes and dreams, disappointments, what-ifs.. On Sundays Im in every place I ve ever been... Im in a Sunday market in Nepal, Im sitting by the Hudson river, Im biking in Copenhagen, strolling in Venice.. Im chilling in all the nice cafes in all the amazing cities I lived in, talking to all my favourite people from around the world.. I close my eyes and I'm everywhere.. Im feeling the magic of life, past present future..

Im blessed.. Im so rich in memories... and desperate to make more.. to meet more amazing people, to cry in awe in more amazing sights.. Im still hungry for life..

But right now, studying comes first.. abrupt landing to reality... Why am I still a student?