Dead Tired.

I believe I have an emotional hangover.

I've spent the last few weeks taking care of people other than myself. It's in my piscean nature to do so. While I do it without regret, I have noticed that my basic needs (sleep, eat, exercize) have been compromised on a larger scale, in great proportions. Besides all this I miss my boyfriend, who I only see in passing, at meals, when we go to sleep. I miss my puppy and my kitten. I miss having a moment or two to breathe. I miss not having a schedule, or someone I need to call.

I am, by nature, a hermit. While I can be an extremely social creature I long for a lazy Sunday. At least, metaphorically.

Just my luck, today is a Tuesday.