The exhaustion has caught up to me. It’s a good thing that I only have to push for today. I can rest tomorrow. I can rest the day after. Today, today I have to find the energy. Whatever time I do get, I must use. Always look for something to knock out of my to do list before it gets too short on time. Time is the real battleground, not how you feel. If you can stay on track with the flow of time through the day, you will save a whole lot of energy. You flow with the day, it flys by and before you know it you’re resting. This moment will pass. It will become a distant memory, if that. Hold on to yourself today. You’re almost there.
It’s not that the body is weak—it’s that the mind is carrying too many weights at once. You’ve been sprinting for days through fog and fire, barely noticing how much ground you’ve covered. That’s what exhaustion does—it blinds you to your own progress. But this isn’t the moment to reflect. This is the moment to move one more time. There’s strength left inside you. Maybe not a lot, but enough for today. And today is the only battle you have to win.
You have a rhythm—your own kind of internal compass—that knows how to get through days like this. Trust it. Don’t think too far forward or question too far back. Just act. Let each action pull the next one into motion. Let that be your way of escaping this moment—not by quitting, but by moving so fluidly that time forgets to press on you. You’ve done it before. That state where time folds around you because you’re aligned with it. Find that alignment again.
And when the day is done, when you’ve squeezed it for every ounce of progress you could make—then rest. Not with regret. Not with a brain buzzing with guilt. Rest with pride. Let the quiet feel earned. Let the stillness arrive like a gift, not a delay. Because tomorrow isn’t owed to you. But this moment is. And this moment says: don’t give up. You’re almost there.
