I've studied...yes. ("Studied" is a relative term in my world.)
Tomorrow, my fate is pronounced.
I've decided not to care. To be "care-less." Gorgeous.
I am so weary of being weary.
I am retired. I was tired yesterday, and I'm tired again today...
I'm going to bed. To sleep, if I can.
Sleep, those little slices of death. Oh, how I loathe them.
-Edgar Allen Poe