I thought I turned off the alarm.

Olives for breakfast.

One jar of water and one mug of coffee beside the yoga mat. I watch the light fill the room. How will we do this in the next place?

What is the next place? Where will the next place be?

I tell him I feel like these games are way more exhausting than coaching the high school games.

Yoga pants back on.

Three deadlines that all need attention. But I know that I also need a nap.

There is still so much. Too much.

What do I need?

Ready to move on.