Peopled Out

 I'm sick of people.

I'm all peopled out.

I don't really want to be around them right now or talk to them.

They're starting to make me bonkers.

I often just hit a limit on my capacity to be kind and patient with everyone and that limit is often hit when facing adversity.

So, there you have it.

I am exhausted and my whole self feels quite hollow.

Am I writing instead of sleeping? 

Absolutely.

-Emma Lancaster

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