Day 2521 Tiredness. I feel it in my bones. In my soul. From the core to the floor. The feeling of being out of it in the thick of it. Barely conscious. But there's no forgiving it. We all feel it. But there's no mercy toward it. No excuses or acceptance for not getting our 8 hours. Mocked for sleeping early but reprimand for our tired mistakes. Good ol' tiredness. You gotta hate it.
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