Tired (yet again). |
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Feeling: Tired. I am so tired. I haven't done anything today except drive, but I'm almost too tired to move. I just want to go to sleep. I want to end this joke of a day, and pray that tomorrow is better. I think this whole sleeping on a normal schedule thing is fucking me up. No, it's not healthy, I know. But everything was so quiet before. I didn't feel the need to jump up, and run to check things out every time I heard a noise. Then again, maybe that's my problem. Maybe I'm carrying a load that's simply too heavy--only I refuse to admit defeat... As usual. Or maybe I'm just tired of the people that still call... that still want to know how I am, what I'm doing, where I am in/with school, how long I have left, where I work, how many times I've stopped to pee in the past two days, or two weeks, or months or years since we last spoke. I'm tired of having to explain myself to them, and feeling that I'm somehow falling hopelessly short of everyone's expectations. Hell, while we're analyzing me, why not throw in the fact that I'm tired of feeling guilty? That I'm tired of trying? I'm tired of feeling like I'm stuck on a freaking mental/emotional hamster wheel. Tired of feeling like a criminal. Tired of feeling. Tired. Just for the hell of it... A song I find strangely intriguing as of late, having heard it only on VH1 or MTV (I forget which one it was). Mind you, this is one of the songs you have to actually hear to get the full effect. don't hold yourself like that --Damien Rice - Volcanoes Have bought the CD--'tis on its way to me... I'm convinced I shall make myself sick of it in a week. Save The Rayne! - 2004-12-27 � |
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