Good Grief 231

The polish gazed wistfully out the window.
So, CharlieBrown limps on with stuttering utterances and a haphazard process, often feeling so close to death that it is very hard to engage with life. That isn't said with any intention of foreboding, just with a detachment and sense of both how it is and how it feels (which know can tend to be a closed, self fulfilling, looped system). A perpetual tiredness and exhaustion, an aching body that trundles on.