Today I celebrate my tiredness

Today I woke up tired. It’s the end of the week, I didn’t get a great sleep last night. I have hay fever, client deadlines, parents to worry about. And this covid thing still won’t go away.


It isn’t often that I wake up tired, which is great, but sadly it means that I have no tolerance for it. It makes me grumpy. Really grumpy. But today, in among my grumpiness, I noticed how focused I was on my priorities for the day.

It makes sense – channel the limited available energy to the day’s most important tasks and let the other tasks drop off the day’s list. What’s interesting is that some of those that drop-off never reappear, making me wonder what made me think it was important in the first place.

I’ve noticed too that I censor myself less when I’m tired. Not in a disrespectful way, rather in a ‘this is me’ way (this is me, this is what I can offer, I make no apologies for it and I’m not offended if it / me isn’t right for you).

So maybe in that way, tiredness gives glimpses of a more authentic me. One without the BS and the pretense and the masks I often wear.

Or maybe, as this post suggests, it just turns me into some rambling scribbler that let’s their thoughts run away.

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