I've never felt so tired like I felt yesterday after the days sojourn. So while I join this week entry on Shadow hunters, here is a little poem on how I felt yesterday.
Tired eyes, heavy feet,
Work done, time to retreat.
Home is calling, steadily beckoning me,
To rest and sleep peacefully.
Thoughts drift, body's weak,
All that I want is some peace and chill.
Close my eyes, tomorrow will have to wait,
But for now, please take me home.