I’d wondered if my regular fatigue, yesterday’s zoo trip, and the mirtazapine fatigue would mean that today would be a wash-out, and sure enough I’ve been necessarily asleep for the past few/several hours.
The unsupported use case of Bix Frankonis’ disordered, surplus, mediocre midlife in St. Johns, Oregon.
No fear, no hate, no thoughtless bullshit, and no nazis.
I’d wondered if my regular fatigue, yesterday’s zoo trip, and the mirtazapine fatigue would mean that today would be a wash-out, and sure enough I’ve been necessarily asleep for the past few/several hours.