A Day in My Life...

In school at 9pm. FA's a chore. T-Accounts, Definitions of debit/credit that totally goes against its literal comprehension, balance sheets that defy gravity.
Is she still at work?

The phone vibrates in my pocket.
Could it be her?

Mum asks if I'm coming home for dinner.
Again the prodigal son.

She's happy with the drastic change in attitude towards my studies.
So am I.

Time passes.
Agonisingly slowly.

I'm coping.
But only just so.