I am awake, have been since 3:30. I ate fruit, oatmeal and a snack size stick of Sargento Cheddar. I have drunk more coffee than I should have. A train is pulling into Ashland, #86 Northbound to Washington and, ultimately, New York.
The exhaustion continues. I do little to ameliorate the condition. I am going back to bed, I think. Very soon.
I need to find a counselor. Who or what kind, I don’t know. I will reach out to friends first
Sleep. Did I say I was going back to bed? Later, folks.