My alarm goes off at 4:30AM. When I should get up, see to my self-maintenance, do my exercises, then enter the proper world and begin my daily tasks.
No such luck.
I woke up weary. Exhausted and in pain when I should have been fresh and ready to go about my daily tasks. So I flopped back in bed and tried to catch some extra rest.
It felt like gravity was doing double duty. It took as much effort to roll away from pain as it took to recover in that new position. I barely had the energy to get up to pee.
I'm not even sure what the trigger was to have be deep in depression that bad.
Finally, towards three in the afternoon, a light cure was administered - Banana bread. The sugar boost got me out of bed enough to gather nutrition and actually get on with things.
Story very soon, I should hope.