I feel that. -_-
humans are meant for laying down until harvest or something
Tired? Caffeine! Exhausted afterwars? More caffeine! Hands trembling? Just withdrawl symptoms. Take more!
a drug for waking up, then a drug for resting, then another for the jitters of the previous drugs, and yet another for the existential dread of living like this.
You wouldn’t believe how tired I am though.
I feel genuinely exhausted. Physically, yes, but emotionally far more. I want a four year vacation in the wilderness somewhere. By the time I get home and finish all my necessaries, it’s 7 pm at best. If I’m lucky enough to stay awake 'till 9:30, my head hits the pillow and I wake up almost instantly it seems. I wake up with bad dreams only, and then have to repeat this for five days. Then I get a day to relax, which goes way too fast, and another day to stress about having to return to work on Monday.
You’re not alone and, though I admit it’s nearly meaningless, I’m here for you.
I don’t even remember what it’s like to not be tired.
