I'm sorry.
Everything I've written in here recently has just been a cop out. I haven't been honest, I haven't been open, and so inevitably I find myself re-reading entries, puzzling over how they so drastically fail to convey what I'd like them to, how they so blatantly misrepresent me. Even in front of those I respect and care about the most, I haven't been honest, or open, or articulate, or made enough of an attempt to be so. I've let myself fall out of touch, and even those I've gotten in touch with again, well, I must be coming across as bereft. Or, disappointing. Neither of those words are quite right, though.
I'm still exhausted, but that's too easy of an excuse.
I'm still exhausted, but that's too easy of an excuse.