i find myself in a strange place. i'm not sure i've been here before. i am tired. very tired. tired in my bones. tired in my bones. there is little colour. there is little air.

people try to make it better. they try to make it better for them. it would be better for them if i wasn't tired. it is tiresome for them, if i am tired. but i am tired.

it's really okay, they say. you're not that tired. you are, probably, not tired at all. have you thought it might be that you are really awake?

but it isn't that at all. look at me. look at my eyes. they are open. but they are really closed. if you look closely, you will see. but perhaps you don't want to. i don't blame you. if it were me. i would close my eyes too.

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