Fifty Posts...Dayyyummm.

I am exhausted.
Like muscles, mind, memories.
My eyes feel so not round.
Just bulbous and dry.
My breathe is shallow, cold.
The air is just so thin, here.
I feel like I've been sucking on helium
or doing too many science experiments in the lab.
I guess I'm a scientist of behavior.
Hmm.

There's always tomorrow.