Ever been so tired till you find that the world around you becomes a blur? You slow down as others whizz by. Interaction with the people around become unnecessary, one word, almost unbearable to voice, answers? You long in desperation for that escape to peace. Where being home never felt so good? You settle in and lie down in bed thinking of nothing.
That was me tonight. Tired. Plain anti-social behaviour that, I think, may have caused my 'social suicide'. Did I care? No. Why? Because I am tired.
On a lighter note, daytime was good. Seeing new volunteers, getting to know them and their interest in blessing the children is always heart-warming. I've become more resolved & accepting towards my roles and responsibilities as time passes quickly and illuminates what lies in the months ahead.
I could have been more awake during the lively service but I'll truthfully admit that I was nodding off 1/2 the time. It was a good service though... By dinner, I was in a diminished mood to socialize. What got me though was watching The Imaginarium of Dr Parnassus. Interesting show. Really fantasy-based. Not exactly my cup of tea but watching Heath & Depp was good. Blurring in and out of reality & the devil striking deals with Dr Parnassus was quite confusing at first but reckon the gist of it was choosing what's right from wrong. Bah!! Oh well.
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