I skimmed back and read the Core entry. it is chilling in its honesty, and in the reality of what I am laying out there. Coming home from florida, I find myself exhausted and small. I stand ambivalent about this battle. I do not want to fight, but rather to give up. I hate that. How can I so easily decide to walk away from so much. I feel weak of character in that moment. Sitting still while those around me shuffle the chess pieces of this life. Watching as they rage against each other while I sit quiet in the midst of this war. I can barely get my fingers to type, the exhaustion so deep, I only wish to close my eyes. I have no thought. My mind is numb and silent. Only the echoes of questions from others reverberate within my skull. I am empty and hollow right now with no emotions.