Exhaustion

Too tired to speak, too busy to sleep.
too dead to breathe, too heavy to leave.

I was up until 3 AM doing work. I was trying to scramble and complete as much as I could of a remote connect task, but it was hopeless. Things just kept going wrong, and I'm frustrated and exhausted and I wish so much that I could just go back and lie down in bed. But I have responsibilities, I have to go to work, and I have to do my job. Then I have to come home and make dinner for Mal, maybe then I can take a rest. Maybe then I can sleep.

There is no music except for the sighing of my muscles and mind.