I feel like a very small person faced with a very large mountain. I feel as though I’m ill-equipped for mountain climbing. I feel as though I haven’t brought the correct safety equipment. I feel like the weather conditions are treacherous. I feel as though the mountain is growing and I’m getting smaller. It feels like Everest without the training. I don’t have a map and I can’t see the summit. I can only see the vast enormity of my undertaking.
To be honest though, it’s not even a very large essay, it just feels enormous!
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