March 20th, 2020 – 541 – Day four

This week has been awful. My routine is shot, I’m exhausted, and the words came out like sludge. I need a holiday, but at this point that’s become one of the weird ironies of day to day life, a purgatory where nothing is quite all ‘work’, and I’m never really off. I’ll be fine. I’m just knackered.