A little bit tired...

I googled myself the other day. Yes I'm that sad. And I found this, taken when I was 19 in Italy.

I looked like this again today. Shattered. Sat on L's bed, B was 'reading' to me, basically looking at a book and saying 'blah blah blah' for a very long time. I actually couldn't keep my eyes open. Poor deprived child! Roll on holiday...