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…
