My eyes have been betraying me lately. They let the fatigue come to the surface but I'm not that tired. I'm OK. I can still keep going. Really.

What do you do when your eyes betray you? When your body tells you to slow down? But you haven't really started. It's all already overwhelmed but you haven't done anything, you haven't gone anywhere. What's going to happen? My eyes are traitors. They call for sleep and my brain wants quiet.

Hmm...

Long days are good when they are busy and prepared for in advance. But when it's the opposite... it sucks.

I'll post something more poetic soon. Quand j'ai besoin d'une pause de tous les materiaux francais.