Wednesday, June 4, 2008

About Fatigue

Three nights on a couch. Early to rise, kids, and school, and breakfast, and good mornings, and have a good days. A combined oh maybe 15 hours sleep in the last 72 hours, lets just say I am seeing spots, I am hummingbird-like, I hum and I buzz. Nearly impossible to focus, I am distracted by the smallest things. Every movement draws my eye, there is nothing profound to see, its all a blur, a brief stare at this or that, she or he.

I have been on the run, I am never really here or there. I am stuck in the fuzzy middle, I am tired, I need to exhale, to lie down, to stop. I need to be here, and yet tomorrow I am back there.