Exhausted...

I woke up this morning, wondering just where the weekend had gone. Saturday and Sunday are supposed to be days for stepping off the fast track. Not my weekends; for they are more of the same but taken to the next level of frantic. I can't look ahead to change. There is none in the foreseeable future.

From Eat, Pray and Love --- "Sei una trottola." I am a spinning top.