muito cansado

Been another strange week, punctuated by hours of insomnia and days of non-blogging. I’m starting to notice in myself something I’ve noticed in other parents of young children – a curious state of mind where you’re not quite asleep but also nowhere near full consciousness. There seems to be a permanent mist of unfocus in front of my eyes, so I’m guessing I’m either over-tired or developing cataracts. Babies are marvellous but by Christ they can wear you out.

RC 16-5-19