For the nth day in a row, I’m brain dead and bone tired. If not for the fact that I miss writing terribly, I would have called it a night (yet again) and just allowed myself to fall headlong into the abyss of rank disorientation.
(Right now, to be honest, I’m just hanging by a fingernail. I’ve been staring at the screen blankly for the last ten minutes.)
So much for writing.