I am tired,

Exhausted,

Out of it,

It seems like unending cycle,

Could I just stop for today?

Just be in a funk?

Just bask in my laziness?

Is all life about movement?

Or I can sit and do what I always want,

To read and to think,

To build it all in my head,

But my dreams may fizzle out,

And send me back to reality.