Today marks one of the most tiring workdays of my month thus far, so I’m wondering if this post is brought on by the exhaustion.
My feelings are kind of a jumble today, but mostly I’ve been leaning towards a more somber mood. You know that sense of defeat you get when you’re finally coming to terms with something you knew was bound to happen?
See there comes a time when things you think were important stop to matter.
When objects you believed to be beautiful reveal themselves in an ugly light.
And the feelings you thought were true turn out to be lies.
I am terrified of being the fool who gets caught by surprise, so maybe it’s time that I just accept it.