Hey

Hi all I haven't been on for a loooong time!! I apologize lots of stuff kinda came at me. Still trying to adjust my screwed up sleeping system! Damn 24/7 hr places!!! Haha! But I'm gonna try to write more and get back to this site and be more active! But here's a little beginning I did.

There is not much to say, just that I am tired. Of just not my job or of little things in life but the whole damn thing! I am exhausted of waking up and finding nothing exciting about me or of the things around me. Fear keeps me from doing things I would like to do, of exploring new aspects of me or the world. My life is dull and the few adventures I do have are so overwhelming people think me childish for reacting the way I do. Then again no one knows of how my life truly is, how sad it really is.

The morning light creeps in, slowly finding its way over my eyes, bringing me from a far more better life then my real one. My dragons disappear into dust, magic does not fly from my finger tips, and the glorious world of great possibilities die away into the unreachable parts of my mind. Agonizingly my eyes open fully bringing me back to a world of blah. A slight depression falls over me but I push it away as I stretch out my sleeping stiffness from my body. Bringing my feet to the cold tiled floor swaggering my way to the restroom to start my usual day I unconsciously start regretting waking up.

Small twinkles sang from above as I entered work, I always thought them as drums from hell signaling another torture.

Tell me what you think!