I’ve been really tired recently.
No, wait. “Tired” isn’t quite the right word. Granted, if I take out my contacts, go horizontal and close my eyes, I’ll sleep. But “tired” doesn’t really cover it.
Neither does “exhausted”; in my mind, at least, exhaustion requires some sort of effort, be it physical, mental, or temporal (sleep-dep the usual cause in my particular case). So I’m not exhausted, either.
I think the word I’m looking for is weary. Yeah, that’s close enough. I’m weary. I’m not sure exactly what I’m weary of (since the weary function requires an argument). “Weary of life” sounds too . . . hm. “Contrived” doesn’t really work. Ah, I’ve got it. “Weary of life” sounds too Emo. “Weary of existence” even moreso; I’d have to lose about 150 pounds and start wearing all black to use that phrase in a serious context.
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