I'm really tired. The good kind of tired, where at every moment my eyelids become thick and my neck finds the weight of my head a little more unbearable. Where dream world and reality threaten to collide.
It feels great. I've been tired for... a long time. But it's the sickly tired, the one where every ounce of energy seems to have leaked out, abandoning the need for permission. Where sleeping life away is ever so appealing because the exhaustion has been so invasive.
So tonight, I happily conclude the day.
Because I'm tired. Good tired.
All resulting from a night spent laughing a flood of endorphins into my system, along side a flood of tears down my cheeks. Good tears. Tears of silliness that could only exist so purely while amongst the community I love.
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