exhuasted

I am too worn, and my feet are too tired.

I snapped a quick shot of the sky as I get out of my car and walk into my house.

There is a long list of activities and tasks to check off in the next few weeks before I stop calling Lawrence home. I know the list will get done, and I'll probably enjoy a lot of it along the way. For now though, my head feels too small for its contents, and my neck too weak for its weight.