This is the most I’ve worked since 2018, and it’s both great and exhausting. Great because I’m doing something and earning money, and am getting a bit more fit from it, but exhausting because it’s almost completely just manual labour. I’ve been writing notes on my phone, but that’s been about the extent of my writing. I’m tired when I wake up, tired on my breaks and tried when I get home. I’m trying to keep the creativity flowing and getting it out somehow in notes, but I’ve missed so many deadlines that I’m going to need to reset a lot of things when the week is finally up … or after I’ve recuperated. At some point, I will sit down with a cup of tea and take a moment to breathe without the exhale finishing with a “oh, I have to get back to work”.