I'm so tired,

I'm so fucking tired. I've never been this goddamned tired in my entire fucking life i'm so tired. My bones are weary! They whisper, 'creak, sugar, creak. we're real fucking tired, creak!'

I reply, 'shh, keep pushing boys, we've got a ways ahead. today you're working on whiskey and endorphins. you've done it before, you can certainly do it once more.'

And then I feel my conscious nagging, 'dearest friend, stop stealing company time and others' respect for you. get to work and stop smooching everyone.'

I can't believe how tired I am. Oh yeah, I really like walking in downtown during the brisk fall to winter transition morning clean crisp cold cleaning out malungs air despite one hundred smog i enjoy europeans in clean cold weather garb. Even hell of hungover. At least I can imagine autumn leaves and that really good dusty moldy decaying rake-em-up leaf smell and pumpkin pie and i can't wait for new year's.

Gatoradelover.