I haven’t eaten a decent meal in two weeks. Coffee keeps me up and beer puts me to sleep. My last day off was the day I ran a half marathon.
But, the most intense feeling is guilt. Guilt for feeling tired. Guilt for not doing more.
I feel like an inadequate journalist and an inadequate human being.
Exhaustion is a permanent state as we prepare for more and, evenutally, this will be the new normal.
But, I am a South Dakotan, we are South Dakotans. We don’t give up. We always keep fighting because we don’t know it any differently.
Please, pray hard for this community. These people need it. My hometown will never be the same.
I will be back to write more about this experience but I just needed to let a few words escape during the few spare moments I have. If you unaware of what I am mean, visit http://www.capjournal.com. It’s all right there.