Night shift has taught me a lot about myself.
Mostly that my body does not care about my speeches on discipline.
My brain is like, “We are warriors.”
My body is like, “We are 49 and confused.”
So now I am out here trying to balance sleep, training, food, work, writing, family, and basic human function while pretending I am not one bad nap away from becoming a cryptid.
Still showing up though.
Exhausted counts.