I'm tired.

I've gotten to the age where I can actually say I'm tired of some things. Does that sound old? Well it is! It only comes with certain consistencies of place or time or situation. I'm tired of my dad being such a douche. I'm tired of my job being so relentlessly demoralizing in small and terrible ways. I'm tired of needing hope to fuel me. I'm tired of the world not reflecting a productive yet conscious mindset. I'm tired of being the only one who notices certain things. I'm tired of other people not putting themselves in check. I'm tired of feeling so small and so big at the same time. I'm tired of being unfocused (most of the time).

But I'm also not tired.

I'm not tired of the people I love. I'm not tired of the expansiveness of the world. I'm not tired of trying. I'm certainly not tired of cute things. I'm not tired of finding the beauty of resonance. I'm not tired of trying as many things as I can before I die. I'm not tired of life.

R