Clock's always ticking and I always find myself in panic. Every morning, I'd sometimes wake up late for a meeting. I'll always turn the bed into a tornado looking for my stuff and my wife will soon rattle my brains out with her nagging. I panic like hell, and the more I do, the more I bungle up with work and my routines. I stub my toes every damn day and I don't know if it's just my klutziness or something, may be something is seriously wrong with me. Then I figured that panic takes most of my time.