This week had been (mentally) busy. Not super-busy, just me busy. Not even bad, just filled with more stuff than normal.
Some time not too long ago, this week would have been enough to wreck my weekend in a non-subtle way. As in tired and worn out.
We all have different limits and troubles, and they do not show on the outside. I'm thankful for all the people around me who help.
And some of those who help the most doesn't know; they just are good people.
Be good people.