Wednesday, August 22, 2012
I can't sleep.
And even if I do, i don't really want to face another day and wake up to it.
I am really really tired.
Anhedonic: nothing pleasures me. I can't read very much. I can't watch films. I don't touch my guitar or my paints.
Work is what drives me to wake in the morning and that is all I will wake up for.
But I am tired. Of doing things. Because every action takes more energy than is necessary for it. Something is leaking strength, and the leakage is in me.
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