8-20-24

In loft.  Tired.  Want to run but not sure I have the energy.  Woken up last night by some strange and possibly violent activity at the house behind the Nurse’s.  Was around 03:00.  We both had trouble getting back to sleep.  Had a latte but it didn’t do shit.

Think I should power nap it…. Or would a run cure the exhaustion?

Have to be in the office at 14:00 for calling blitz, end-of-month and regularly scheduled for such.

Should really try and work thought this tired but it’s more than difficult.  Letting the Story move me, assist in simple movements.  Remember last night narrating to myself, now forgetting contents but using the scene after the disturbance to think, play with unspoken prose and my perception.

Happy in this loft, grateful, encouraged, but still tired.

Mood now affected.  Told the Nurse I’m not getting out for the run.  We are partnering on a fitness project, had to be honest with her.  Don’t beat myself up, she stressed.  But it’s hard.  She knows how I am…

Mind not working right.  Calling it.  Laying down for rest, just for a bit.  Like a self-care alarm went off.