Tired.

Tired, tired with nothing, tired with everything, tired with the world's weight he had never chosen to bear.

-- F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Beautiful and Damned


This is my friend, Rachel.

Sometimes this is how we feel after work on a Saturday.

Certainly, this was how we felt today.

Usually we'll stay for a chat, drinking peppermint tea, glassy-eyed like zombies.