I'm so tired. Tired under sleepiness. Tired under wakefulness. My right thumb and pinky feel better today, but this gray fog still suffuses my head. I cracked my neck today -- a rare occasion, though when I was younger I used to do it much more often. Maybe my neck posture is better. I did laundry, also. Shirts and towels and a couple jackets.
"[Growing up] is hard and nobody understands." // https://www.homestuck.com/story/2391