I am, as my mother would no doubt delight in informing me, over-tired. It’s a most strange feeling… I don’t feel tired, but my brain is suggesting all the wrong feelings and emotions for every situation, and it’s dominated by the idea that everything will be okay in the morning…
Of Tiredness
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