I don't have much to say today. I'm tired. Tired of being strong, tired of being a shoulder. I want to be weak, I want to stay home today and hide from the world. But I'm doing the right thing. I'm at work, working hard, showing a presentable face to the world. And I'll get through this just like I get through everything else. It doesn't make the exhaustion go away, but the world doesn't stop spinning just for my wanting it to sometimes, now does it?