I am not going to talk about it.
I am not. I am not. I am not going to talk about whats bothering me. I am going to talk about everything else tho. I am going to talk about how tired I am. I am so tired that I am thinking about leaving work early. I am so tired that I am considering making myself throw up just to have an excuse to go home. I am so tired, the tired you get when for two nights in a row you sleep at 3am and your alarm rings 3 hours later. I am the tired that you only get if even in the 3 hours of rest you get, you end up waking up a few times just to get a certain idea how close it is to morning. An informative waking-up, if you will.
I am restless. I am tired. I am helpless and yet, I am not depressed. I am obviously tired, and am in a shitty mood, but i am not depressed. that’s two congratulating thumbs up to the land of My Head.
I am sure there is such a thing as a Caffeine over-dose..
– Ok, wiki says there’s no such thing.. oh well, it could’ve gotten exciting.
I don’t want exciting. I think i can settle for boring for a long long time. simple. clean. predictable.
I am not going to talk about it.
Its going to be ok. I promise me that it will be alright. oh and I’m so cold right now. AC at work is killing me…
I’d say it’s good that you’re trying to forget about your pain, but its still there!!