i am tired. i have been cleaning, solving sudoku and crossword, writing, and playing my violin with nobody around to witness the way my hands are never still
i want them to stop shaking. once in motion they never seem to listen to me when i say "it's over, you can rest", instead they find new ways to involuntarily release my anger.
my shoulders are aching. i cannot stretch and reach my toes anymore. i packed my bags today. truthfully, i wish i could just hold you again (even if my arms tell otherwise).