I miss a couple of decent nights of sleep, I get tired, and the first thing to shut down is my brain, followed closely by my body.
Sometimes, I can fight through the fatigue to finish a particular physical task. But when it comes to mental exhaustion, I can't force my mind to fight through it and come up with an idea, can't make my brain churn thoughts into written words.
I can't remember the last time I went to bed before 1AM, the last time I slept in beyond seven o'clock.
Except tonight, when I give myself a break. I leave you with an ominous sky, shot at sunset, with my daughters, at the Champlain Lookout, on Father's Day.
I'll have more words for you on Thursday. Tomorrow is a Wordless Wednesday.
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