It catches me unawares at times, refusing to go till it has possessed me completely…
The signs are unmistakable, my eyes feel heavy, a languor makes its way through my shoulders,
slowly sighing into my fingers, I resist for some time, but i know it is futile…
I don't want to yield, but my struggle loses its edge with time….
Till I lie back, conceding defeat.
I float into infinity, mindless, carefree…
That's what it does to me, Fatigue….that friend and foe, which is at once a hindrance and a call for renewal….
The force which makes me realize i am a mere mortal….I dread it, but i relish the black nothingness of surrender, the comfort of letting my body take over, the spark of life that enlivens me at the end of it all.
I cannot go on with it, but i cant go on without it....
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