Has it already started? This period of life that I've known about and feared since I was a child, this thing called "adulthood", made up of a never-ending chain of "important things to do", from which there is no rest and no respite until the day one retires or dies, whichever comes first. No more month-long holidays, no more staring at the ceiling and wondering what to do, no more watching the world go by with nothing on one's mind. When did it start? When was the last time I had a real break, when I could wake up in the morning and not know what to do with the day, when I had nothing on my to-do list, heck, when I didn't even have a to-do list? I'm just tired. Too tired to put on my armour, too tired to force a smile. Too tired to be Superman, too tired to be a gentleman. Too tired to be patient, too tired to be nice. Too tired to keep the steam from venting. Too tired to want to do the stupid comp. sec. homework which I still think is a bloody waste of time. Too tired to [over-dramatization. deleted.]
