Worn out from all the wear and tear. For some unknown reason am on the verge of tears now. My body is really adjusting poorly to all this work, lack of sleep and poor diet. My neck is really hot and the rashes are back. My face looks like a whole planet is living on it. All the more reasons to cry. It's a way of releasing bottled up emotions. Can't turn to violence, I'm not angry. Can't turn to writing, I'm not sad. Music and company can only do so much.
Maybe I need sleep.
