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I don’t really understand why I’m so tired. It’s only about 10pm, and I’m ready to crawl into bed. I feel completely worn out. The most I did today was walk down to the beach in the snow to take some pictures. The beach isn’t that far, and while the snow was a little bit more difficult to trek through than a clear sidewalk, it wasn’t really that bad. And I wasn’t even out for very long, either. But I came back tired and winded and just generally feeling bleah. And now I’m worn out.

And hungry.