It has been almost a week since Cover Your Hearts concluded, and I still feel so... exhausted. Like I can't catch up. I'm still fighting off whatever virus I've got-- which was kind of fun during the part where I had lost my voice, but now that I can talk again I think I'm tired of the muck-muck. Exhausted with the muck-muck. Exhausted with work. Exhausted trying to catch up on a guilty-pleasure tv series. I'm probably in search of reasons to be exhausted. And when you're looking for exhaustion, it is effortless to find.
