A Note From Nathan Gray... Simply Tired.

Most likely the first of a series of works, done mostly in my free time.

A Note from Nathan Gray...

I'm tired... No, really... Well, not really. I'm tired but I'm wide awake. I'm looking around the room. Nothing out of the ordinary. Still, the feeling of dread... the feeling you get when paranoia absolutely destroys all logic... Like I'm being watched by someone who isn't a someone. Something that isn't anything at all. I guess my mind doesn't like cooperation all that much...

I'm not tired in a way... I haven't accomplished anything, yet everything I've dreamed of completing has been completed. I get the feeling that I'm missing out due to a lack of feeling. My senses dulled from fatigue yet I'm wide awake....

Tired.... not in the sense of drowsiness. Tired in the sense of emotionless incompleteness... Tired from being, but at the same time, not tired of being... I enjoy being, but I'm always so tired... Tired of feeling, and tired of not feeling, tired of not knowing why I'm filled with hope, but tired of getting my hopes up only to be let down... If only I could find a way to stop being so tired...

But if I sleep, I wake up even more exhausted, and the cycle repeats....

Author's Note

I do expect criticism to be either harsh, yet insightful. The main thing I'm interested in is tone, and how well the mood was set? I'd also like to hear what people liked and disliked, maybe start a conversation...