Tired in my bones

I didn’t know you could feel tired like this. It’s not yawn-sleepy tired – and I sleep like a log every night. It’s some kind of tired juice leeking from the marrow in my bones and slowing my cells to a snails pace and convincing them all that anything but breathing is too, too much.

What are you doing with all my verve, Red Bean? Oh… making parts. Well, ok.

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