sad and tired

i'm usually self-aware to the point of obnoxiousness

but there's something going on in me this week that i'm just not understanding.

i don't know me this week.

and i just want to lay down in the airstream and let it all fly over me. watching the trails in the sky.

bone weary. strange pricklings behind my eyes.

somebody explain this.

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