I’m very tired. I’m terrified this exhaustion will last forever. I want to write and explore this world but all my body is wanting is sleep. I had posts I planned to write but my mind has collapsed. Today feels like the last day. It’s a frightening way to feel. I cannot remain stationary without the thoughts coming back to me. Anxiety is a creature that never slows down. I’m going to rest here on the daybed and try get my strength back. I’m scared people have taken it away, but that’s not really possible right? Right?