Tired

I think I am tired of chasing, I decided to stay put. I guess I have been deaf, missing the dullness between the dial tone and the click at the end. I know I have been blinded by mirage of conversations. But there is nothingness, one sidedness, that I must realize and accept. No, I would not need a demonstration, or overtly reaction, that so usual coming from me. I will cease care, I will hold heart, I will stop snooping, I will remember to forget this time, as you wished all along.

Tired of it all.

I have to stay up all night tonight. Working on a commitment to design. I am exhausted, mentally and physically, but I can't get out of this. I have been thinking of getting my self out of this rut. no more freelancing, no more working all night because I have to. I want to shed the impression of a workaholic. I want to be able to feel weekend lightly, unscheduled, and unpressured. I used to be able to handle this easily. Have the lost that happened recently has something to do with this? How come I suddenly so susceptible to weary, fatigue and boredom?