trouble in paradise

I am very...exhausted. And sad. Everything is ok, now, but I still live the after affects. I can't decide if this choked throat is boarderline tears or borderline relief. I found out that it isn't as easy to talk as I thought it was. I found out that it isn't as fierce as I thought it was. But I hope I am proven wrong. World: bring me some small distractions and summon tomorrow to come quicker. Tomorrow is all I desire for, now. And with it, even more relief, and is it too much to ask for a rekindling? At least to discover perhaps what was always there, and the prayer that I am all wrong.