Exhaustion

There's a fine line between exhaustion and being completely, utterly burnt out.

I think I'm playing with that line. But it feels good.
See I've decided that I am not as misunderstood
As I thought I was. But I misunderstood me. I needed to see that stress made me me and
DC.... completely enables me.

I think I'm playing with that line, bye being extremely wreckless.
So wreckless I haven't had time to notice... It's just me.
I've zoned out the world and I'm as alone as I can ever be.
But I'm not as worried anymore because
DC....completely enables me.

I think I'm playing with this fine line between exhaustion and being completely, utterly burnt out. But have no doubt,
I am aware that I create my own fears.
I ignore the obvious stares
from the people that ask me, "Why do you care?"
I've zoned them out too because 2010 is a new year.
And DC...completely enables me.

I am not afraid, I am not bored. But rather I am stressed and overwhelmingly busy.
I have let me lose the old me, and fully grasped the concept of the competitive, workaholic me.
Because DC....completely enables me.

And DC does not judge me.

Apologies

In light of my addiction to Spartacus, the epic Starz series that's almost soft porn but allegedly a "true depiction of Roman times..." Apologies good blogosphere!

I've been M.I.A. a lot longer than I anticipated. Truth speaking, DC kinda reels me in and I can't find my way out sometimes. But I'm back. Still in DC though, actually currently en route from Philly on Greyhound.

Anywho, T* Mel words to follow shortly!