Having an ADHD wife, two kids, two cats and a dog means a lot of mess around the house. Rare are the days when kids put their toys back into bins or wife puts her keys back where she expects to find them in the future.
I still love them though, and wouldn't want to replace them with any other.
Some days are infinitely tiring. Like the whole world tries to weight me down. Muscle pain, hunger, thirst, even slightly uncomfortable clothes can be constant drain on my energy, patience, mood. When I'm low on the will to live my days pass by like minutes. I feel like the week had four days, one of them a weekend. Everything flies by and I can't appreciate anything because it's all so fleeting.
I wonder if I could somehow capture this feeling in my writing, could help me write exhausted characters.
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