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Fatigue

It creeps in like a sneaky cat
And crawls up your bones
Overwhelming every inch
Of your being

Fatigue is a strange thing. I often feel as if I don't deserve to be tired--as if I haven't worked hard enough to warrant such exhaustion. Even when I get 8 hours of sleep, my mind is fatigued, my heart is fatigued, and my soul?--My soul is dragging along most days, like a reluctant dog who fears bath time.

I feel the exhaustion in the deepest crevices of my soul, and I'm trying to learn how to rest. I'm trying to figure out how to hold myself accountable for resting. And what is rest? What does it taste like? What texture of rest do I need in order to rid myself of this fatigue?

I digress...not because I'm out words, but because I'm out of energy.

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