Writing Before Sleeping #2

Every day.
Almost every 4 hours.
Every hour, if possible.
I check my e-mail inbox. 
They said they'll e-mail the announcement around late September.

Funny.
I'll figure my life and my future within days. That simple.
When I get the result, either getting it or failing it again, I can make plans.

For now, what kept me awake is this stupid anxiety.
I hate uncertainty and I hate waiting.
Please, I want to get over it soon.
Just send me the goddamn e-mail.
Make me cry for another rejection or make me jump out of happiness.
I need to know.
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Zzzz