Exhausted.

The owner of the skate park that I go to a couple times a week was telling me this story about when they go down to Illinois. They would stop at the same gas station every time, and the same girl would be working. Her name is Yolanda. Every time they made a visit, they always asked her how she was living. She had the same response every time they asked her.

Her response was, "Tired but Blessed."

Ever since that story, I try to think the same way Yolanda does. Lately I've just been phsycially drained, actually emotionally too. But, even when I'm tired, I am still blessed with things that keep me going. Even in my tiredness I have a reason to be grateful.

I'm also tired of winter... Spring is going to be so rewarding when it comes.

I start school Monday. Next chapter of my life, yet again.