Checking in

If I could have one celebrity perk it wouldn't be for a personal stylist.  Or a personal makeup artist and hairdresser.  I wouldn't want a personal trainer or top-notch in-house chef.

I wouldn't want Gucci, Prada, Louis or any of the other big houses to know me by name and send me free samples.

I wouldn't want the paycheck (although it'd be nice).

What I would want would be to check in the hospital for exhaustion and have that be normal and acceptable; to stay as long as I wanted till my mind, body and soul had rested.

Because I'm tired.

I'm so tired!

I took a little break from blogging, because I was just couldn't do it.  Despite the fact that things in Busan are routine and normal these days - I'm drained.

Life is running at pace that, by all rights, is steady.  Autopilot is on and I'm just coasting.  But life is what's coasting.  I'm tied on to the back jogging, running, dragging to keep up!

I don't know why I should be so tired.  Perhaps it's the consistency of regularity that has me down, energy depleted and mind at zero function capability.

I've bought sleeping pills, added more fruits and veggies to my diet, removed artificial sweeteners - and yet each class, each outing, each everything is like pulling a bunny from the magician's hat.  I have to summon the energy out of thin air, snap a smile on my face and step out on stage.

I blame September.  And myself.  But more so September.  It was a non-stop month.  There was never a weekend to rest - always somewhere to be going, people to be seeing.

And it's not yet over.  

There's still a trip to Japan!!

Hopefully the hospital will let my reservation stand and I can check-in in October!