The Crash

I am exhausted.

I most definitely should not be: Im sleeping literally more than I  ever have, and doing oh my god, so much less on the work side, at least; the parenting side is obviously, ahintense. But even on the days when Kendrick has the kids, its like I can barely keep my eyes open. I sleep for 10 hours, at least. Nap for two hours, at least. A walk around the block feels like the equivalent of running a marathon: I cannot do it, which is fine, because I also do not want to do it.

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