Wednesday, March 26, 2008
I am tired in my backbone and all down my arms. My stomach aches for sleep and my organs are sluggish. My skin looks too exhausted to hold all in; aged and tired and stretched beyond repair. My sleepy nose tickles idly but cannot muster a sneeze. My fingers and toes are puffy and heavy and decline proper function. My head tilts back like a baby doll, trying to stop my eyes from closing.