Have you ever been exhausted? I mean, truly exhausted. Exhausted to the point that your eyes blur, so you blink, yet like a windshield during a rainstorm they blur again and again and again, so you continue to blink to clear your vision, make the blotches of color crisp and visible shapes of reality, and not simply a series of pixels interpreted by your brain.
I'm talking the exhaustion where you notice things like the grayer spots on poles, or the blotchy metal blob that seems to get more glare than it gives, in contrast to the rest of the pole, that seems to give more glare than it gets.
I'm talking the exhaustion where your dreams become a part of reality, yet not in the sense that they are fulfilled; more in the sense that your chasing them becomes more of a frustration as they both physically and mentally manifest themselves into your waking life. An exhaustion that requires coffee and caffeine, yet eventually the effects of both become blunted to the point that you feel like passing out regardless of your feeling of superficial awareness.
The exhaustion where a road ahead seems like it will stretch into eternity, yet at the same time, you will be safe, silent, and sleeping in your destination before you even know what happened.
An exhaustion within which all is feasible, yet seems improbably possible.
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