I am physically tired. My mind needs a day or two, just to get around all of the stuff I have to do and how it will all get done. My task list is so long at this point that I start to feel an inner anxiety when I think about it. I can’t seem to justify all of the self healing things I want to do tonight and tomorrow because then the list, like a mass of unmonitored bunnies, will multiply out of control. Maybe not, but it feels that way. So if you love me please, don’t ask me for another thing until I can grab hold and dangle for a few seconds.