“I don’t think anyone knows how exhausting it is, not having a home,” said Sammy on the way back to the Premier Inn tonight. We’d spent the day with her family, plus doing various other things in town. I was tired but I didn’t disagree.
I think people can imagine that it is exhausting. I don’t think it’s easy to know just how inexplicably exhausting it actually is. I say inexplicably because I don’t have a lot of energy to process, and perhaps even less to plan. In addition, we’ve had what would be considered a quite normal Saturday for energy expenditure, and yet, the energy it’s actually required has been more than we could have recharged overnight, and probably more than we can charge up with a night’s sleep tonight either. In other words, the outgoings in our energy budget exceed the income - and that seems to me like the dictionary definition of exhausting.
So perhaps not that inexplicable at all. But everything, even the time and energy it took me to tap this out, costs something. And I am so spent.
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