Everything Is Up For Interpretation. Except For What I Say. That Must Be Understood Exactly As I Meant

Showing 'Exhaustion' in Writing

Heavy eyelids, struggling to stay open.

Slumping shoulders, barely able to hold themselves up.

Dragging feet with each step.

Speaking in a slow, slurred manner.

Dark circles under the eyes.

Yawning frequently and deeply.

Head nodding forward, trying to stay awake.

Leaning heavily against walls or furniture.

Rubbing eyes and face with hands.

Deep, weary sighs escaping lips.

Wincing at bright lights or loud sounds.

Staring blankly ahead, unable to focus.

Weak, unsteady movements.

Muttering incoherently to themselves.

Falling asleep in unusual places.

Lack of response or delayed reactions.

Propping their head up with their hand.

Collapsing onto the nearest available surface.

Swaying slightly on their feet.

Barely lifting their head to speak or listen.

Still not his final design.

i read CS Lewis’ A Grief Observed one time years ago and i’m still not recovered from it

I love you butches. I love you butches that smoke. Butches that wear flannels and leather. Butches that carry a knife in their boot. I love you butches that are messy with gender. I love you.

Honestly wish we could get an episode of House MD from the POV of the rest of the hospital staff. Part of the episode would be very normal, straight forward medicine - and then you see the fellows streaming past the camera screaming MORE MICE BITES or some wild shit as their patient codes for the fourth time that morning. You just know the diagnostic team is infamous in the hospital

yea in my playthroughs i typically go for a whimpering dog build