Numb

yeah, I'm tired, I don't feel I've succeeded in anything that mattered. I feel like the wrong things have mattered to me, and I feel that I failed in at least one of those... failed in the sense of underestimated effort required and so failed to keep up with the treadmill. effort... nothing left to expend, no opportunity to make amends... it's one of those times that I need a good book, but I really need to snap out of it and just finish out the next week and a day. *curls up in a corner and dreams of finding new Williams books in the library tomorrow...*