It all started last year when I would work my ass off to make sure I kept my job and came home and was too tired to read, let alone write or cycle. Numbness would be the best word to describe it, if for some reason I needed to put a name to it. Anyways, I came home last night and found myself in that same gray haze. I got out, went for a walk, tried reading Kafka. No dice. I couldn't get out of it. I'm not sure, but I'm pretty sure the only way out is to cave and allow yourself to fall asleep. Most would pass this off as exhaustion, but I'm not satisfied with easy answers. Life shouldn't be this tiring.
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