Still Exhausted

It's been years since I've been this exhausted.  I long to wake up feeling refreshed, but there aren't enough hours in the day to get everything done that needs to get accomplished.  How quickly the eight ball secured a position in front of me.  I want to process my father's death, the weeks, months leading up to his passing, but downtime evaporates quickly.  There's always something to do.  Don't want to get caught up in wanting this time to be different.  It is what it is, perhaps even by design.  Still, I will find ways to take care of myself, create silence and nurture the calm.