It's been a weird week. It feels as though I have existed on another plane, some kind of parallel universe where things happen to me, rather than living in a world where I am actually present and able to make decisions on matters. Maybe I'm losing it a little. Maybe my brain decided to shut off, leaving everything on autopilot. Maybe I've stopped trying to live because I am just too tired.
I AM tired. So f...king tired.
But I don't want to dwell on negative things today. The weekend went well, at least. I was going to shut myself in all weekend, but somehow ended up with a ticket to a live performance of Les Miserables, so I went to watch it on Sunday. It was good. Really well done. And the story,... oh, the story.... they don't write stories like this anymore.
I'm still tired. I still feel like I want to hide away from the world. I'm just afraid that if I do, I will simply fade away. Wasn't there a song about this? About how it is better to burn out than to fade away?