How Volunteering Defeated Stress

When I think of October, grainy vignettes of nights spent in Robarts during extended hours begin cycling through my memory. Moving images in sepia of myself weeping as I struggle to finish multiple essays due the next day; or in grayscale, of myself flustered as I burn my tongue on my second pot of coffee in an attempt to stay lucid while I rush to learn neglected chapters because the midterm is in nine hours, are two of the many depressing images that I automatically associate with this spooky month. Sometimes, for tolerability’s sake, I accompany these memories with a cameo of a sad panda playing a tiny violin. Essentially, October has come to represent an exhaustingly, unhealthy concoction of sleepless nights and excessive stress.
A photo of a white tablet sitting on top of an open green binder filled with notes with a fluorescent orange highlighter at thelower right corner of the open binder. beside the binder at the top right corner is a stainless steel water bottle and beside it a sign that has "Theft" written in bold, red letters acrossit, beside the sign is a plug and from the blug a white cord runs from a charger to the bottomof the tablet.
Researching paper #2
Surprisingly, this is where volunteerism has swooped in to save the day.