I am currently not the best version of myself. I mean, I used to be kinder. I used to have more energy, could talk for long stretches, could stand to be in crowds.
I want you to know I am tired. It’s a bone-tired. It’s a cumulative-tired.
This is not my usual self, who you met or saw. It is an approximation of someone I used to be; a poor substitute, I think.