Audio: [At the end of the day I’m tired](https://drive.google.com/file/d/1oaAt6hjsf7PJeW2inSpePGp4LcReqAHs/view?usp=drivesdk) I wake up early because my alarm goes off at 6:30. I don’t jump out of bed. I stay there for a minute, staring at the ceiling, then I finally get up. I make coffee, toast some bread, and check my phone while the kettle boils. I eat standing in the kitchen because I’m already thinking about the day. I leave the apartment at the same time every morning and walk to the bus stop with the same people I see every day. Work starts at nine. I sit at my desk, answer emails, and go through tasks one by one. Before I know it, it’s lunchtime. I eat something quick, usually at my desk, and keep going. In the afternoon I feel slower. I stretch, drink water, and try to focus. Meetings, more emails, small problems that need quick fixes. By five, my head feels full. I go home on the bus, scrolling through my phone and half-listening to music. When I get off, my legs feel heavy. At home, I change clothes, make something simple for dinner, and eat on the couch. I don’t want to talk much. I wash the dishes, take a shower, and lie down. At the end of the day, my body feels tired, and my mind feels quiet. I set my alarm, turn off the light, and let the day stop.