Heavy

Everything feels like a lot today. Showering feels like a lot. Brushing my teeth feels like a lot. Eating feels like a lot. Checking my email is for sure a lot. Making my bed is a lot. Conversing with my son is not a lot. It brings me joy. Thankfully we had the opportunity all day today. My body feels heavy. How am I going to recite poetry at this birthday party tomorrow when I can't even talk myself into a change of clothes today? I don't know how but somehow. Somehow. Thinking about what I'm going to wear tomorrow is a lot. Listening to the noise outside is a lot. Not being able to explain a lot is a lot.