beyond tired,
there is a little place called exhaustion.
i am there right now,
where everything is tired and achy,
including the muscles in my face
from talking to students all day
with hardly a bathroom break.
so tired that i can't even think straight.
but tomorrow is a new day,
and sleep will come soon.
and this weekend is a long one
with two days off.
burning the candle at both ends...
not a wise choice, but my m.o.
for so many years...
my studio is a faint blurry spot
in my sleepy state
and bed is calling louder
than my art supplies...
no yoga
no movie
no book
just sleep.
namaste,
j
ps. photo of ganesh from
museum of fine art, delhi
taken last march by me...
hopefully, i won't have
another dream tonight
that i forgot to pack everything
for my trip and end up on the way
to the airport - late for my flight!
can't stand anxiety dreams:(
hoping to dream of
wafting incense and temple bells instead:)
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