...But Why Would I Want To Do A Thing Like That?
Just a Bit Tired Behind the Eyes
Saturday, May. 31, 2003 | 4:30 p.m.

I'm so tired of being tired. I'm either awake and energetic or awake and tired; more often than not, I'm awake and tired.

I always feel it behind my eyes. There's always a constant urging to close them and let sleep take over. To sleep is to forget about everything, to let go of my responsibilities. And really, that's what I want to do.

If it were possible, I would never be held responsible for anything. If I could, I would become a homebodied recluse. I would hold intelligent conversations with myself (not that I don't do so already), feed my 50 cats and 2 dogs twice a day, and be content with life. Well, I would be content only when having a short break from being depressed and pissed off at the world. One must break the monotony somehow.



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