There have been enough days in a row of tired (and enough nights of eight or more hours of sleep) that the tired feels both unwarranted and big.
I took a nap this afternoon. When I woke, I had to leave the house—I thought to go for a walk—but then I reached the wall at the end of the driveway and the naps grogginess was still trailing behind me. I leaned my butt against the wall for a while, and ended up looking up Brené Brown’s most recent podcast.
Of course, she was talking about being tired.
There’s not much else to say, except, take care of yourself out there. If you’re tired, try to cut yourself some slack. I’m merely a guy with a wife and cat who works in a restaurant and types a few words out on a blog most days and I’m tired. I’ve got to imagine there’s tired out there that’s a lot worse than mine.
Take care of yourself.
Take care of each other.
I’ll do my best to take care of myself and the other’s around me too.