Is it even POSSIBLE to be this tired?

Everything coming out of my mouth is nonsense, and I can’t even vouch for any correspondence I’ve sent. I’ll try not to think on that.

If someone asked me right this second what ten things I want more than any other, I think I’d say:

1. A bigger mattress with a feather bed.
2. A hot tub out back.
3. A golden retriever, sighing at my feet.
4. A peach.
5. Someone to make me the best brunch ever tomorrow.
6. A beach on my doorstep.
7. Eight uninterrupted hours of sleeping bliss.
8. To not be misunderstood or mumbly or apologetic all weekend long.
9. A tiny pack of cash, just enough to get a pedicure and a big latte and a soft new hoodie.
10. Love. In whatever form.

Ah, well.

One out of ten isn’t bad, you know.

And I love you, too.