Running on an Empty Tank.

I just want to give up. This is maddness. I'm sick of working till I'm about to die. I thought after classes ended things would be fine and dandy and less stressfull but finals week is just as bad as last week was. I feel like a runner who is just about to reach the finish line but everytime I'm nearing it, it gets moved further back. I'm never going to reach the finish line!! I could taste the end last week and now its too far to see. Maybe this is another race. But I just am too damn tired to take part in another race.