I want to write, I want to write that I am taking this weekend off, unplanned.
I want to write that I am going home because I am tired of the two weeks full of work, of sleeplessness, of the tiredness, of the feeling that I cannot call to anyone after a 14 hour day even to say that I am tired, the pain in my elbow is not letting me type.
I am going because I am tired of the pressurizing and being rude, asking for the deliverable.
I am tired of having a cold bath everyday morning, I am tired of so many things running in my mind, from my Anti Virus to my acidity.
Because I have been missing my workouts, my early morning Prayers because of the work.
I am tired of understanding the Chan… and Pra… are now married and cant take out time for me, I can’t keep in touch with them as I always used to. I am tired of understanding and accepting that I am alone, not that I am lonely. But yes, I am tired of having my supper alone, going out to restaurants alone.
Because she and him have been coming to my mind, now and them, for no reason! (this doesn’t matter).
I am tired because I can’t say any of the things that are running in my mind to my mother, though we speak everyday.
Do I make any sense as I write this?
Just a few words, I ain’t givin’ up.
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