When the World Gives Up on You, It’s Time to Give Up on Your Excuses
A dabble in free writing
I don’t know about you, but I feel tired.
My body is full of energy — my mind is soaring with ideas. My legs could run a thousand miles and my heart could write a million songs. And yet I feel drained, consumed, dragged, ripped open, stomped on — a feeling I’m sure will be familiar…