Dare I run the risk of such weakness?
I feel as though I should be ignited with energy, fervent and bouncing off the walls and whatnot. Instead, I sit disheveled and exhausted beyond any inhumane degree.
What shall become of this rugged exterior of mine, fighting against conditions I had no expectation of?
Who knows?
But I'm sleepy, and that's what matters.
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