Nov 29, 2005 21:16
Drained, hurt, tired, sore, exhausted, confused, anxious, overwhelmed, overworked, over-lazy, horny, frustrated, unfit...
...normally I can handle these things. When they all attack me at once? Not a chance.
Then I remember something that someone said, and especially now it keeps me sane:
Hope is a good thing.
Simple as that, and it keeps me going.
Feel free to go on as you will and call me emo or lame or whatever you will. Just bear in mind you will be ignored, because I don't have the time or energy to deal with any more negativity.