Washed out (original) (raw)
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February 17 2011, 20:47
I can't believe the week's nearly over already. It's been a tough one. Three of the team out for training, and the remaining two keeping things together.
Can't remember when I was last so tired, at least not from working. My face feels strange, kinda numb, when I rub it. I must look strangely and woodenly expressionless, one of these drained non-people who haunt the commuter trains.
Tomorrow afternoon I head back up to Germany, to home and hearth and hound, where I'll probably barely be conscious for most of the weekend before I head back again. My employer has taken more from me than just the five days I nominally spent working.