I was exhausted. My whole body ached.
“Am I getting sick? I don’t have time to be sick!
Is it just pure exhaustion? After a relaxing weekend, why am I still tired?
If I go to sleep now I’ll get 5 hours. I can’t function well on 5 hours, but its better than 4.
Why am I still awake? My head hurts.
Maybe I should be praying for someone. God am I awake because I need to be interceding? …nope, just awake apparently. I got nothing God. Since I’m up, maybe you can just put someone on my heart. Super sincere, I know.”
I lay in bed staring at the ceiling. My husband was lying next to me lightly snoring.