The year has finally caught up with me

I was just remarking to someone here on OD last night that I tend not to have a Christmas/New Year’s reprieve as it’s very busy for me at work this time of the year.
November was huge, December and January are shaping up to be just as busy, each full their own unique challenges (kids: when people say ‘challenges’, it’s a nice way of saying ‘absolute fuckups’ without swearing).

At the same time, it just so happens that the last quarter has been my season of social reform where I’ve had to rigidly enforce my alone time. I’m still intrigued by the necessity to do this while I’m in my well state, but it has been necessary to say the least. I have never excluded so many engagements while I’ve been well, it is a first, and though it has indeed been greatly beneficial, in nature it has been exhausting to execute, manage and reflect on what has made it necessary.

You know how sometimes you lie on your sides together, lazily kissing the skin of your lover, slowly working your way over their body, both of you half-asleep?
I could do that now.
I could do it for the next three months.