Sisyphus

I'm beyond exhausted. Only two other events in my life have knocked me on my ass this hard: my second marathon (also known as the "day I was so dehydrated I could not cry") and being the maid of honor in my best friend's wedding.

I've been reduced to an infant: I need to eat and sleep every 3 hours. As if I hadn't learn my lesson about planning, I've had to chuck all my ideas about how I was going to spend my few post-Bar days in Cali. What have I been doing instead? Sleeping, reading, sleeping, going for a walk, sleeping, shopping, sleeping. Do you see a pattern?

I missed something I really, really wanted to go to today. Maybe it's for the best, I'm not the best company right now. Meeting new people takes more than I have - focus, the ability to pay attention, process information, have synapses fire consistently enough to make conversation, etc.

I'm trying not to push - my fatigue is not just physical and fighting it will not help. I've planned to have an adventure tomorrow (in some form), so hopefully I can break out of my stupor.