Knackered

Ok, I have to stop for a moment. Guests tonight and guests tomorrow, and while I love seeing people, I think I’ll have to give going out tonight a miss, maybe sit here and try to write something. Or just sleep. I am exhausted.

The good news is that being tired gets me into a trippy state where I can imagine and write without fretting. The bad news is that right now, sitting here at the keyboard seems like Magna-Effort. The weekend looks great, even if I am ducking out of tonight like a big wuss. It’s not that I feel bad, I’m just struggling with coherent thought. There's so much to do today. The quest for caffeine must begin right now, or the world will end and I’ll just sleep through it.