Fatigue made some bit of sense to me over the weekend, not just because of the aforementioned cognitive load but because outside it was 85º and sunny; even though I didn’t go out in it, it still impacted the environment inside. What I wasn’t entirely prepared for was lingering, if not deeper, fatigue today. I’d wanted to do a grocery run for paper towel, toilet paper, and seltzer; instead I didn’t even wake up until after noon and didn’t get dressed until almost six—and that was so that I could go stand on my front landing for awhile and watch the rain.
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