Stick a fork in me, I'm done.

Exhaustion has claimed me once again. Feels like there's just no rest, anywhere. I am physically, emotionally, mentally, spiritually finished. Like I've been running on emergency power, and that's gone now. Like the mere fact that I'm sitting upright, is a minor wonder. Don't know what's keeping me alive.

Insomnia has returned in all its glory, and I am having a very stressful time, which takes it's toll on my body, too. Sure sign, I have a certain spot on my shoulder blade, right side, that starts aching when my nerves are really, really frayed. And it's aching, right now, like it has been for about 5 days now. Strange thing about that, my mom had it pretty much permanently before she left my father, so bad that she sometimes couldn't get up in the mornings, and I had to learn massaging skills pretty fast. It gradually got less severe, and returned less and less. Now she still gets it, but only very infrequently.

Mine's in the exact same place, just the side's different. Hers left, mine right.

I try to focus on the detail when I feel like this, cos looking at the big pic ture, freaks me out. Plus it's like, when you get caught up in small things, it makes the drama of the rest look a little more blurry, like it's farther away. Illusion is a grand thing.