After the scrambling

[brightlotusmoon]

And now I am left with a complete sensation of pure exhaustion, a left arm that doesn't want to do anything but curl up limply against my ribs and be a ghost, a left leg that just wants to drag limply and be a ghost, and a head that feels full of sky. It will all fade gradually, and it will be irritating and aggravating while it lasts, but I am still here. I still exist. That matters.