I tossed and turned all night.
Couldn’t sleep.
My brain just wouldn’t shut off long enough to let me relax.
It kept going — nonstop — thoughts about everything and nothing, all at once.

I don’t know if it’s Mercury retrograde or menopause creeping in, but it was one of those nights.
The last time I looked at the clock, it was 5 AM.
After that… I must’ve drifted off, because suddenly it was morning and I was waking up feeling like I hadn’t slept at all.

It’s a tired that doesn’t go away with coffee.
Not just physically — it’s in my head, my body, my mood.

But I still showed up today. That counts for something, right?

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