You know, just once, it would be nice to sleep long and deeply, and wake up refreshed. I sat and thought about it and I honestly think it’s been about five years since I did that last. Five years.
Instead I wake up, check the clock and groan, then toss and turn in bed for awhile longer trying to get back to sleep, then get up but feel so flat and leaden that it’s hard to get anything done, like laundry, never mind Charley Project updates. Maybe I get in a short nap in the afternoon, but I wake up feeling no better than before. Even reading seems like too much effort.
I don’t know what’s happened. I’m just so tired right now. I suppose it can’t be helped.