I am so soooo tired. My legs feel like they've got concrete in them. The air is steamy and sticky, it has a passionate kind of feel about it. If only I was not too tired to take advantage of such conditions. Anaemic, white, pale and tired. I feel like I could sleep for a year and still wake up tired. But hopefully time will heal a little, perhaps next week when particular hormones kick back in I'll feel a little more energetic. I lay on the bed this afternoon just watching the fan go round and round and anticipating the rush of air beat my body with each spin of the blades. I like doing that. It's monotonous, but kind of relaxing, hearing the whizzing of the blades, hoping the whole thing doesn't fall from the ceiling and carve your delicate body into pieces.