People I love. But I fall into the role of service with even my closest friends.
In my volunteer time, I give my last bits of energy to more people.
I am tired.
And there's no sunlight recharging me.
Under my duvet, curled on a couch, book in hand, sudoko at the ready.
instead I am feverish for a cabin.
A stack of books.
A snoring dog.
A cup of tea.