Wasting Away

There’s a feeling of defeat that’s so big that you just let a chair hold you. I’m not actively sitting down, the chair is doing all the work, holding me up. Because I’m ready to collapse.

It’s just been one of those weeks. Except instead of one of those weeks, it’s been two weeks. Soon to be three. We don’t know how precious our weekends are until we’ve lost them.

I have not had a chance to stop.

Going going going quickly, full speed ahead.

Stopping is not an option.

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