..when I feel like I would rather be one of the newly awakened, rather than a tired old war-horse who's seen all this coming for years.
I'd love to have the old energy back, the zeal, the righteous anger.
These days I just want it to be over.
Is it just me? I'll keep going, because that's what we do, but the pep has gone out of me, I feel wrung out.
This sums up my feelings 100%......
I’m tired, boss. Tired of being on the road, lonely as a sparrow in the rain. I’m tired of never having me a buddy to be with, to tell me where we’s going to, coming from, or why. Mostly, I’m tired of people being ugly to each other. I’m tired of all the pain I feel and hear in the world, every day. There’s too much of it. It’s like pieces of glass in my head, all the time. (John Coffey, The Green Mile)