I went back to bed this morning a little before 3, mostly because there was nothing on TV and nothing to do on the internet.

I certainly didn't fall asleep before 4 this morning. This morning I toyed with the idea of not coming in to work, but I caved and did.

I must admit I got a striking sense of how tired I am when I walked out to the bus stop, blinking in the snow, trying to grasp the fact that I was actually moving.

Disons qu'aujourd'hui, il faudra que je travaille fort pour ne pas faire du présentéisme...