The exercise:
Write about something that is: rough.
Rough night last night. Miles kept waking up to throw up for the first three hours after he fell asleep, then I woke up in the middle of the night with whatever he had.
So I spent today mostly not doing anything whatsoever. Took until around 9pm to finish the mug of tea I made myself when I got out of bed. Had my first bite of food just after 10pm.
And then, obviously, fell asleep on the couch and am only now posting this in the middle of the night.
Good times!
I'm taking it as a good sign that Miles was basically fine today. Hoping that will be me tomorrow.