Some feelings are not meant to be dealt with. They are meant to chewed, slowly, and swallowed down your throat and digested in your small intestine. They are meant to be eaten. Below, an example of such feeling:

Feeling: the one where you are writing your essays and submitting your application forms, applying for interviews and trying to answer questions you don’t know the answer to. The one where you are working for something incredible and improbable, racing before the deadline, not knowing the the race is worth it. You are productive, you conquered a hill. Only to find a steeper one behind it. The sun is setting, you will not finish your race on time. Or maybe you will. But what is the point, if you won’t be proclaimed as a winner? Or maybe you will be, and you’ll get a medal and flowers and fame. But maybe you won’t?

The roller-coaster uncertainty, slim possibility of success and a great chance of failure keep you guessing.

And going.

Exhausted, tripping, you continue your race. What happens next? You run.

How to eat it: drink lots of water to clear your mind. Breath in, breath out. Eat a nutritious salad made with fresh vegetables. Eat a persimmon or two. Get to work. Eat another sunny persimmon.