Yeah, pretty much. I get ridiculously exhausted (and I mean, seriously, exhausted) around 6-8pm these days. Like...what? I get tired whether I eat dinner or not, or whether I get 3 hours of sleep or 9. And I feel like I should fast foward my life till I'm old and wrinkly, and it'd match my weird feelings right now with life. Live with my retirement fund, have my old achy bones creak all the time, and knit stuff for my grandkids. Just want to be content, have simple food on the table, watch the sun rise, clean a bit, read a few good books and watch some sweet movies...watch things grow.
Hahaha, man life is interesting. All my feelings before of needing to be somewhere new have completed vanished now that it's just my father and I. All..completely vanished. Hmmm.
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