Every action is tiring.
I dread the thought of waking up to do it all over again, to go to sleep to get no rest at all, then try staying awake for a few hours and get something done. It is incomprehensible to me how others strive higher than me with their activities and still have energy.
Where can I find my balance? How do I find a equal denominator and numerator? I survive the rigorous week just to get two days off, hoping the week will be better than the last. This weather is burning the rest of the energy I have left. My free time has a timer, My sleep is restricted , and my thoughts are a road with no end. How do people overcome this stress towering over me? When will it end? Is there an end to it all?
I think what's killing me inside is the fact that it might not end, and that I have to adjust. That there is no break. No end.My soul craves for one day to rest.
Every day isn't that horrible, after every storm a flower blooms I guess. I had a good week this week. I got to sleep at a regular time yesterday, and I watched my favorite show this afternoon. My sister purchased me some boba tea, it was very delightful.I made it through the week.
I'll find my balance soon.
