restless

Restless… it might be my constant state… so much so that I do not know anything else. I do not know how to do or be anything else.

I barely sleep… in the sense that everything wakes me. It is as if I am always poised for something; always ready and waiting. But it is only the wind. It is only the cat. It is only my own mind humming away in dreams.

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