The exercise:
I'm really tired tonight, so I'm writing about that. Feel free to do the same.
Mine:
I ran and I ran, until my legs would no longer carry me. I ran 'til my lungs filled with cotton and my legs turned to jelly. I rested, sucking in air noisily.
And then I ran some more.
Now my whole body aches, my thoughts are like earthquakes. Rational, coherent thoughts register a 1.0. Exhausted, nonsensical ideas a 5.9. Motivating thoughts fail to nudge the meter past the zero line.
My bed is calling, soon I shall be falling into the deepest slumber. My snores will be like the sawing of lumber!
And in the morning I shall rise. And I will run again, to nobody's surprise.
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