monday.

It's six in the morning, and I'm sitting with the blinds open, staring out onto a terrace that's pitch black because the sun hasn't begun to rise yet, thanks to spring clock change. We lost an hour last night and I'm feeling it into my very bones, completely exhausted (though, this is also due to a very busy weekend) and just needing a day off, so I'm taking one. It's Monday, Mondays are tough shit on their own and I'm calling it quits today. Tearing the day out of the calendar. Goodbye. I'll just focus on surviving, on finishing my Germaine fic, so I can get back to my Omina one soon, and relax, sleep, get back on my feet.

Yesterday was a marathon. The days when K. has a visit from her friend, M., who usually lives in Norway, always are. They hang out together from around 11 in the morning to 11 in the night and yesterday was mostly no different. While I took much more time to myself yesterday than I use to (still completely wiped from Saturday), there is a degree of socialisation to these days that's above and beyond what I normally do and I can feel it in my system today. Wow, can I feel it.

It's always very cozy, though. M. is an easy guest to entertain. We had lunch, some afternoon fandom talk (they're both Star Wars nerds), then they went for a walk and when they got back, they'd - or K. had, probably - decided to watch a ballet, for reasons I never quite got, but you don't have to say you're gonna watch a ballet twice to me, okay? I picked out The Lady of the Camellias which, despite its length of 3 hours, is still one of the ballets I've had the most success introducing people to the art form through. And M. did like it, too, though I don't think ballet will ever be her medium. But it was very nice and I enjoyed myself.

After this, I cooked dinner for us, we ate, we had food coma, it was half past eight in the evening, and we were all completely done for. Not long after that, M. went home, but we'll probably see her over Easter at some point. It'll be good. And I know it's good for K., to have her best friend home, so I'll rather take these days with everything they bring and then nurse the wounds on my energy reserves afterwards.

But, yeah, explains why today is completely lazy and low-energy. There's just nothing left to give.

And for once, I actually feel okay about that.