Have you ever just stopped, in the middle of the day..and realized how tired you were. Just breathing, makes you feel old and used. I'll be driving, moving into my third hour on the road and realize how heavy my eyes feel, worn and old. No wonder I'm going blind. I can feel, in the center of my back, the pressure building in my spine, and across my muscles. Someone, that invislble grim reaper, twisting and knotting the rope in my back, my mind. I feel as though I have been pulled tight, and I am nearing my breaking point. I'm unraveling, and splitting at my ends. God, how can I be so tired and still be living?