Sitting, Exhausted
Two nights in a row I sit at the computer feeling a tad exhausted and brain fried. Feeling wafts of indifference floating around me. I want to do things together, you and I. I want to go places.
I want to know who I am.
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Medresh is such a goddamned bitch, just finished studying. Who said anything about notes being comprehensive. *Mental note to read Medresh carefully* Shall start on advert soon.
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I want to go somewhere faraway. Won't you take me? We could explore so many things. Throw all your cares and ties away, cut the ribbons that bind you.
I want to hear maniacal laughter. I want to fly. I want to take this to a higher level.
I should be able to scar you, to cut like you do. I should be able to feel like I could.
But you choose to sit, in your little quiet room, occupying yourself. Unwinding little knots in your life.
Can't you see the BIGGER picture?
Sometimes I am content, sometimes I am irked.
Most of the time, I try not to be.
Try to leave a little time for me won't you?