I spent about a week and a half feeling so fucking exhausted that I was falling asleep while sitting at my desk at work and averaged like 3,000 steps per day. Felt like I was actually passing away from exhaustion.
Woke up at 6am today, went to an appointment, got a coffee and breakfast sandwich, chatted with friends, watched some critical role, rearranged my shelves in my room, hung a bunch of shit up on the walls, cleaned out my junk drawers, did all my laundry, and showered. I feel alive again.
Then the cycle will repeat next month.
