exhaustion

"The days crept by so fast... so fast that I don't have time to breathe."
Proper blogging now. Before I turn in, earlier tonight.
So for the record, I went for a jog today. And it lasted only 10 mins because it started to rain. So yea, I was a little drenched. But oh well. It's been ages since I last jogged, and honestly, I can't run much now. But I'll keep the run going! (I'll try to. Otherwise fab'll mock me)
There's this sort of emptiness inside.. there seem to be something missing.. short of something.. but.. I don't know what it really is. Is it only psychological, or is it truly something missing?
I recognise this feeling. It comes only too familiar. And it's not gonna be good in the long run because it'll turn into a habitual cycle. Sometime I'll get used to and be only too in touch with it. And before I know it, I'll turn into an emotional freak.
Perhaps busy days will keep me away from it. And anyway, the next two days will be occupied.
So, hell with it.
Cookies and cream, Regi @11:37 PM