I am tired. Not tired; exhausted. Exhausted by life. Not life ending exhausted. Everyday exhaustiveness. Resentful of the need to be thankful, I am. I left. I walked out the door and drove. I drove into the preceding darkness; encompassing and boundless. Invigorative. It was all that I could do to cease the words. Judgement; internal judgement. I drove, autonomously without direction. I stopped. The words. The judgement. The noise. I stopped outside the light of homeliness. I am tired. Not exhausted; sleep inducing tiredness.
