Lately I’m just tired - tired of waiting, wishing, hoping, dreaming.  I wake from my nightmares with a jolt only to realize the new day has begun.  I should get up, feel motivated to do something - but nothing, absolutely nothing is completely worth getting up for unless I absolutely have to.  I’m starting to feel more lonely than I have in a long time, and I just know if I don’t start making some changes soon the sadness is going to eat me alive.