I want to say I have never been this exhausted in my life, but I have. In fact exhaustion is how I know I’m really going through it, exhaustion is what makes me disappear, or become distant. I check in once, then you don’t see me for a while, when I begin to feel exhaustion, I just hope it’s not accompanied by sickness or tears but of course it has to come with something. So, there’s anxiety, a very nonchalant attitude to work, or the zeal to work and be over with it, lesser works, lesser thoughts, no wrong doings because I barely have it in me to be silly. I just want to be quiet, no talking. But when I get 2% of my mind and body out of a 100% ( no exaggeration) I talk endlessly, I rant about little inconveniences. When I’m tired, nothing leaves an imprint on me, just because I couldn’t make you matter even if I wanted to. That’s when guilts walks in on my exhaustion. I just want to get it over with so I think and get back to my life, but really there’s no life to get back to, this exhaustion has become part of my life, and whatever life I wish to get back to is only my expectation of a lavish life, but such expectations come with a price to pay first, EXHAUSTION. So this my dear reader is one of my many reasons for putting up with a lot of things. And you may ask, what if you don’t make it even after all the exhaustion, well if you haven’t noticed, that not an option or a possibility.
Ciao:)