Tuesday, August 20, 2013
Oh Christ, the exhaustion of not knowing anything. It's so tiring and hard on the nerves. It really takes it out of you, not knowing anything. You're given comedy and miss all the jokes. Every hour you get weaker. Sometimes, as I sit alone in my room and stare at the window, I think how dismal it is, how heavy, to watch the rain and not know why it falls.
