How do I feel?
Tired. Drained. Stressed.
I don’t know if I feel sad, or happy, or even all that thankful. I don’t know if I feel anything other than wanting; I want for sleep, for rest, for love and chocolate and family.
I want to be alone without feeling alone.
I want for a while and then a little longer. I’m tired from wanting so much and feeling so without.
I’m tired of thinking of myself.