Another Full Day, Another Reset
January 15, 2026 was one of those days where the to-do list never really shrank. I spent a good portion of the day cleaning—more than usual, even for me. The house needed it, and honestly, so did my head.
I handled the usual school routine: taking Isabella, Zion, and Joey in the morning, then picking them back up in the afternoon. The rhythm of that never really changes, but some days it feels heavier than others.
Moving Between Homes
After school, I dropped Isabella off at Eve's house while I picked Kayla up from work. Once that was done, I headed back to Eve's place to hang out for a bit. Nothing dramatic—just being together, sharing space, decompressing from the day.
Later on, I brought Eve back to my house for the night, without the kids. That part mattered. Sometimes time without the constant noise and responsibility feels necessary just to remember who you are underneath it all.
A Quiet Friction
We spent time together and were affectionate, but something felt off. Not outwardly dramatic—just a subtle imbalance that sat with me longer than I expected. It wasn't bout a single moment, but about how disconnected I felt by the end of the night.
I didn't sleep at all.
Sometimes your body stays awake because your mind won't let go of something it hasn't figured out yet.
Sitting With It
There wasn't a blowup. No argument. No clear conclusion.
Just restlessness.
I laid there thinking about effort, reciprocity, and how often I ignore my own discomfort because I don't want to rock the boat. Nights like this make it harder to avoid those questions.
What This Day Left Me With
Not every hard moment comes with raised voices. Some arrive quietly, disguised as exhaustion.
Tonight reminded me that connection without balance can still leave you feeling alone—and that listening to that feeling matters, even when it's inconvenient.