Somehow the ego crushing, tiring nature of studying brings me great self-confidence and happiness.
Somehow the lack of variety and exploration is nullified by the world of learning that is between the pages.
Somehow the lack of time for frivolous enjoyment is a blessing.
Somehow the fires within my heart are put out with the pleasure of learning.
Somehow I don’t just want to study but I need to like I need sustenance.
Somehow boredom is the lack of studying.
And somehow I like all this without knowing the reason.