It appears yesterday’s utter exhaustion and inability to think stemmed from the onset of a head cold, rather than me having drained my brain so utterly as to be unable to function. That’s actually a relief: it usually takes me more than 2 intense writing days to wipe myself out, and I was seriously worried about that.
On the flip side, though, I’m still utterly wiped out (as it did yesterday, taking a shower exhausted me this morning) and in no condition to get work done today. I’m in the right condition to sleep, or sit somewhere with my jaw hanging slightly open as I stare blankly at nothing, and that’s about it.
So I think that’s basically what I’m going to do. Man, I’ve just got no reserves left. *drags self off*