Cave craving

Perhaps it's year end.

Perhaps it's the recent "bomb".

Perhaps it's the slacker within.

Perhaps it's another bout of depression.

Or perhaps it's a mixture of all that.

Whatever it is, I just feel like staying in my room. My cave.

Feel so drained of energy. Weary. Fatigued.

Don't want to go out, don't want to socialise, and definitey don't feel like working.

Just peace and quiet please. No energy draining demand or interaction.

Let me rest, let me recuperate. Just leave me be.

But life is a bitch, I seldom get what I want.

So still have to get out, to socialise, to work. Wearisome shit.

Mask on, expending the energy that I already lack holding up the facade.

Really, life is a bitch.

Just leave me be in my cave.

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