I tend to forget about my exhaustion until somebody points it out, my dad bless his heart, did that yesterday. I had no clue that I was that tired, although I have been awake for three long weeks now and very little sleep. In addition, for the first 2 weeks I had the flu and in spite of all that, I am not sad, actually I am feeling guilty.
The guilt is due to the fact that I took today off, don't get me wrong, I worked, but not as much as I am supposed to. I decided to sleep for the first time in weeks and I also decided to just stay at home, kick back and try to relax.
I wonder what's right and what's wrong.