I find people exhausting.
Well....mainly people who are better at faking togetherness than I am. People who have a perfectly planned path and don't need to write make a list on the top of every to do list to feel accomplished.
I've always wondered if they really are so aligned. Or if they are just better at cleaning up their clutter. The ghosts of their past might be friendlier and their demons much more forgiving.
I will never know.
But people exhaust me.
I don't exhaust me.
Puppies don't exhaust me.
You don't exhaust me.
But people as a whole exhaust me.
My exboyfriend called to let me know he misses me this morning....he also exhausts me.
