Bone crushingly exhausted.
So tired you need a pillow under your head to eat.
So tired walking a few steps to the kitchen feels Herculean.
And just the idea of standing up in the shower exhausts you. Taking said shower is out of the question. Just thinking about it is enough to make you wish you knew how to quiet your mind and take a nap.
I’ve only experienced this kind of exhaustion twice in my life.
The first time I was 29 years old and pregnant. I was a visiting assistant professor at Emory University. I’d walk three miles home from work, looking longingly at the sidewalk the entire way, thinking it looked comfortable enough to curl up on and take a nap
The second time …
