Don't listen to your fears

Exactly a month from now, would be the official beginning of the end. Afraid, scared, fearful, frightened, stress, exhausted - all of the work, sweat of 4 years, of maybe 6 or 12, however you look at it, lies in the hands of that one moment I sit before THE examination paper, pick up my pen and legibly communicate everything I know and want to show that I know. 

Just the thought of it sends shivers down my spine and goose-pimples along my neck. But this is not the time to stop. 

It's the time to keep revving the engine, knowing that the final destination of this long and arduous journey is where I really want to be, prepared and ready to attack.

This is War. 
With myself as the greatest enemy, whilst also being the greatest defender. 

And We Will Win it.