about being exhausted

My eyes don't feel like staying open. My back hurts. But if you talk to me, if your argument catches my attention, those eyes will shine, almost subtly, while I argue back with you.

Ideas are fuel. I eat the fire they feed me, my mind grows stronger, but my body is so tired. I need rest, I need peace, I need time to hear the silence and time to glance into nothing.

--
from the iPhone / do iPhone

Location:W 21st St,Austin,United States