Breathing my Mind into Your Face

I feel so tired. I slept for a long time last night. I also slept through most of the Bills / Dolphins game yesterday. I had two cups of coffee and my morning adderall. Why do I want to lay on the couch and float in and out of consciousness with Marvel movies on in the background? The boys are here so I’d need to get up to feed them. I’d also need to refill my water and pee, but other than that the couch could fully envelope me. Does this mean I’m depressed? Is my prozac not working? I want to get off that all together. I want to start working out at Orange Theory again. I’ll sign up for a class tomorrow. But today can I please close my eyes? Shut the fuck up. This is when you need to exhibit grit. If you don’t feel like it, do it anyway. Refuse to give in to complacency.