d i s c o v e r i n g monsters

It’s like that moment when you decide it’s time to sleep on the floor in the airport.

Posted in everyday life, tired by Jules on 27 April 2010

Also, [fill in everything that might have come before that “also” in your head, and know that this is the end of a long, long list of why no one has heard from me in months] I’m just tired. Deep down tired. This-has-been-too-long-of-a-journey tired. Not give up tired, just tired. Tired the way you get on a WAY too long road trip. And you’ve talked yourself to death with all the people in the car, and it’s just silent. That kinda tired. When you all still really enjoy the company, but holy hell, when do we get to get out of the damn car?? As though everyone is simply holding in all of their thoughts until they get to crack open those doors, and step into the fresh air, and stretch, and take a deep DEEP breath of whatever wonderful, amazing air that was NOT being re-circulated in the car.

The moment right after the silence of getting out of the car, when everyone all of a sudden comes back to life, and starts laughing and talking again.

…I’m just waiting for that moment. The moment when I no longer have to breathe my own re-circulated air.


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  1. Cait said, on 27 April 2010 at 9:50 pm

    Yes. Just Yes.
    I didn’t know exacty how to feel what I was feeling until I read this. It is the feeling of suffocation, just more eloquent.

  2. anniegroves said, on 28 April 2010 at 5:01 pm

    and you’re a genius for writing it so well.

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