Exhaustion's sitting at the foot of the bed when I stumble in from work in the morning. Exhaustion makes me feel tired and haggard around the face...Makes the feet ache, the hands numb and the eyes sting. She doesn't understand and we've been through this many, many times. Exhaustion never wants to hear me venting about how fucking horrible the night-shift was because Exhaustion does what she always does - telling me to suck it up and deal with her. I could sleep or sleep with Exhaustion for hours and still wake up with my cock inside her, she knows me that well. Together we are locked in a game of tug-of-war, her vice grips forcing my eye-lids down - the way sand bags weigh down a hot-air balloon; the Titanic taking on all that water as it took a dive for the bottom... Exhaustion loves it when she brings me there, to the bottom. Her attitude reflects all the strangers that pass me and wander the streets there - washed out and draining. I have seriously considered breaking up with Exhaustion...damn near abusive I tell ye. Gonna call Rejuvenescence tomorrow. Gonna take that babe out for tea. Gonna make PLANS with that one. Gonna turn things around. Rejuvenescence is a lot different. She hydrates me, gives me back my swagger, turns to kiss me, gives me advice, restores my energy... Rejuvenescence comes like a class of water - she always gives me back myself.