It is 10:10 pm and I am tired. I am going to bed, old lady tired. This is so not me. Usually I’m the 2 am girl, not the sensible adult bedtime girl.
Perhaps it was coming home from Jane’s Walks tired and wanting to sleep. Maybe my schedule is just sliding slowly towards one of someone with an office job, which is so not me. I keep waking up at 7:30 am, so that’s pretty weird.