Hey barkeep, could I please have some mint tee? I feel bone-tired, as common for me in December. Must be a combination of the weather and the final rush for the end of year celebrations. It always makes me a bit melodramatic. Expressing what I feel always makes me feel better. Can I?
My head is a cracked bell Going into resonance From the many voices in attendance All clashing happily, so friendly Well meaning. But I am so weary. I can't escape without insulting I can't remain without sulking Any stimuli is insufferable Even the sun's caress is intolerable. What is that fracture in me? How do I fill it? How can I be free From this lack of ability to coexist. What is this knot I can't untwist.
There. I don't feel much better but at least I can confront it more productively. The solution I chose today is to go on a walk, cool down and become normal again.
Thanks for the tea and for listening, then. I'll be going.